Chapter 28

Farren's Point of View

We stood in the driveway and watched as the real estate agent pulled out her car. Drove away. My heart was twitching inside my chest. Palms sweaty. Neither came from my anxiety or a looming attack. Oh no. It came from the fact that she had given her number to Rafael. Or tried to.

She had assumed that because I was the one buying the place I was just his friend. That he had helped me pick out a place to live. All of this came after I had transferred the money into the business account she provided. It also came when I leaned in to hug Rafael out of joy.

Which made my temper spike. I had snapped at her. Hurried her along to do the paperwork for the transfer of ownership. And get out of our fucking hair before she lost hers. Rafael had only smiled at me through the whole ordeal. Until she touched his arm. Pressed her chest against him and tried to convince him that she would make the perfect wife.

Rafael had lost it then. Told her how I was his mate. That this hom