Forbidden Passion

Chapter 25 Finders Keepers

Theodore's glare became incendiary, his patience exhausted. Clenching his fists, he threw a punch aimed straight for Edward's face.

Edward, not one to back down, had harbored his own grievances toward Theodore. He'd stolen the woman Edward adored, only to treat her with disdain, a level of arrogant entitlement that gnawed at him. Like two enraged beasts, they dove into battle, avoiding Phoebe yet consumed by their fight. It was a ferocious exchange of fists and feet, each blow landing with raw force. Soon, both men sported the marks of their clash.

Phoebe stood petrified, witnessing their desperate struggle, unable to comprehend how things had escalated to this point.

"Phoebe, what are you waiting for? Separate them!" Vanessa, beside herself with urgency, urged her to intervene.

She had never before seen Theodore so violent and fierce; it was as if he had shredded his suave exterior to reveal a bloodthirsty and confrontational nature beneath.

Yet ironically, the one who had exposed this side of him was Phoebe.

hurriedly tried to

both of you,

seemingly out of their minds with rage, were ready to do each other in. The

sent her tumbling. Wincing in pain with a muffled gasp, both men paused, their attention suddenly on her. Phoebe was weak; she clutched her mouth and

"Cough, cough, cough..."

over to Phoebe, "Are you hurt? Let

cheeks a mix of red and white, Phoebe's tears streamed

face, now marred with

the usually composed and restrained Theodore would throw caution to the wind and brawl with Edward for her

get up and head towards them, a sinister gleam passing through his eyes.

peaked. Without a second thought, he spun around, throwing a punch in Edward's

get out of the