chapter thirty one

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Debby's POV

Andre turns to me and pulled me closer.....then he crashed his lips on mine.

My eyes grew wide....ok, I don't know why he's kissing me now.

Is it because of jealousy? Or to pass a message to everyone?

His kiss is so possessive and aggressive... I can feel his anger and frustration.

Sucking and biting on my lips, I couldn't keep up with his pace.

He finally lets go of my lips after he felt like he's had enough... we both gasp for air until our breaths are stable.

He leads me to a chair and sat next to me with his arms wrapped tightly around my waist.

He clears his throat.. he turns to the press and nods at them, signaling that he's ready.

*Mr Knight, you created a scene at the fashion cup, can we know why?*

"That's because he kissed my woman!"

*Your woman? Are you having an affair with the female model?*

I almost rolled my eyes but didn't... female model, as if I don't have a name.

*What about Miss Olivia Thompson? She told everyone that she is your fiancee.. is that t