LOVE

He ordered as her heart bump in fear.

Angelina obeyed, strolling towards him.

“Stand behind me”

She nodded and stroll behind the chair.

The door opened and a unfamiliar lady appeared, holding a middle aged man in her arm.

The man looks in his fifties, on a black suit. He has a beard all over his face, showing how aged he is.

The lady holding his arm looks younger and beautiful, she was putting on a short red dress, sleeveless that it revealed her cleavage.

“Hello, Conner”, Davina said to Conner before glancing at Angelina. “And to the unknown lady over there, ugh”, She said, sounding irritated.

Conner stood up, ”She’s my wife Davina”

“What?...”, Davina tried to speak but was interrupted.

“And I won’t say it again”, Conner added coldly which sounded rude.

“How can you be married Conner!”, Williams yelled, sounding angrily and curious.

“Yes and as you can see, Angelina Connery is my wife”

Conner said, grabbing her waist and pulling her into his arm.

She felt nervous, feeling his hand pr