Thea's pov
His eyes were waiting for my answer, whereas my mind was struggling to find the perfect lie.
"Why are you silent?"
"Answer me!"
"Why is my name written on your chest?"
With each second, he was becoming more and more impatient!!
*Breath
"Let's just say you were obsessed with me, even when I had a husband." My words shook his soul.
"Your husband knew about us?" His brows twitched.
.
.
"Yes!"
"And everytime his eyes saw your name on my chest, he pushed me away!"
*Chuckles
"That's great!" A wicked look conquered his face.
"What is great?" My words inquired out of curiosity.
"He never touched you, and now he is dead!" His deep voice whispered.
"No one should be touching what belongs to Alan Ainsworth!" He removed his shirt from his body.
His strength parted my leg
