Chapter 11 Not Easy

Paige’s face went red.

Those scratch marks… were from her.

Chris was a stallion in bed. Too much for Paige to handle, her fingers clutched at his back.

Paige used to be oblivious to the scratch marks she had left on his back.

The scratches on his back were raw and bleeding, but now they had scabbed over.

They must have hurt.

It was a good thing Chris was not mad.

On second thought, Paige believed Chris did not have the right to be angry after all he had done to her. The scratches she had caused were no more than the pain he had inflicted on her.

While Paige was lost in her thoughts, Chris had taken his pants off.

Paige snapped out of them and blushed even harder. She turned her face away in a fluster, her heart beating wildly.

Chris looked back at Paige. He then sauntered into the walk-in closet and changed into loungewear. By the time he came out, Paige was still standing in a daze.

“Take your things inside,” Chris said.

“…Oh.” Paige exhaled in relief. She felt o