119. Chaos!

Grace's POV

I looked at Dom for help, maybe this man has hit his head somewhere. I don't want to deal with some freak.

"Dom!"

I called him and his eyes snapped towards me.

He stopped talking and his eyes traveled between me and the man. He clenched his jaw when his stare froze on his face.

Dom disconnected his call and walked towards me, his hand wrapped around my waist in possession.

Osman looked at Dom, he was standing bravely but i can see fear in his eyes. So, he knows who Dom is.

"He is saying he is Osman but i don't think i remember him."

I looked at Dom.

"She doesn't remember you Osman... Care to explain, who you are."

Dom said keeping his face and voice calm.

Osman frowned at him.

"Why she can't remember?"

He asked, specially nobody because he stole his gaze from Dom.

"Ask her"

Dom shrugged.

"Dom what the fuck are you doing?... I don't want to entertain some creep who came out of nowhere and Claiming to know me."

I whispered.

"May be you knew him, before losing your memo