Chapter 15 ; Torn apart

Joana hurried inside after exchanging contact with Anthonio. She couldn't hide her excitement so she dashed inside with the aura forgetting Shawn was injured and bleeding earlier.

Getting inside, Joana couldn't find any traces of Shawn in the living room. It was then her senses were retrieved and she rushed to his room which was in proximity to hers and the living room.

Shawn just had a bath. He has a clean towel loosely tied around his waist waiting patiently for Joana to bring the drugs but it seemed she was stuck with the man that brought her home.

Wrapping his head around the fact that the man who brought Joana home looked so much like Antonio, his cousin who left Atlanta ten years ago made him think hard.

“ Is that Anthonio? No, that’s not him. He can’t be back” Shawn muttered to himself as he stood by his wardrobe to get dressed but was interrupted by Joana.

“Oops! Shawn—” Joana could not finish. She was enticed by Shawn’s flawless thick muscles and his broad shoulders. Shawn w