CHAPTER TWELVE.

Zeke heard the sound of her heels clicking on the marble stairs as she made her way downstairs and he looked up to see her looking as beautiful as ever with her white suit.

With her head raised high like a peacock she tried to make her way out of the house but he stopped her.

" Breakfast?" He asked, he was hoping they would at least have a normal conversation but it seems this person was serious about the threats she had given him the night before.

" If you don't want to rot behind bars, never in your life touch me again" she retorted before picking up her car keys from its stand.

" I am sorry ava, you can punish me anyhow you want"

She stopped in her tracks before turning to him, an expressionless look on her face.

" The nerve of you to even stand in front of me and act like nothing's wrong, the audacity".

He folded his hands across his chest, " why are you mad anyways?" He couldn't take the frustration anymore," you made it clear that you won't share a husband and wife relationship