Connor's POV
Standing by the window of my office which overlooked the city, I was deep in thought as I recalled how Gerald wrapped his hands around Aysel's waist, so possessively as if she was still his wife, and the way Aysel looked so relaxed in his arms, her arms around his neck. If I hadn't walked in on them, who knows what would have happened?
Would Aysel have kissed Gerald? Was there something going on between them that I didn't know about? Was Aysel only using me to make Gerald jealous?
I saw the look of satisfaction on her face when Gerald growled in jealousy. She smirked as if she had accomplished something so great. Did she derive so much joy from knowing that we were both fighting for her attention?
I know it was because she felt wanted. Aysel was very beautiful. She got e
