©LightNovelPub
Previous chapter:
Chapter 68: Who is He
Next chapter:
Chapter 70: In our arms
PREVIEW
... .
I groaned, slamming my fist against the desk. The mere thought of it drove me insane. But what truly pushed me over the edge were the hickeys on her neck. My suspicions were right. Someone had touched her. A man—someone other than my brothers—had dared to lay his hands on her. And the bastard had the nerve to send her white roses? Her favorite?
How the fuck did he even know that?
"I told you, Olivia is whoring around," Anita spoke again, getting on my nerves.
"Shut up!" ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE