Chapter 23 You are my woman

CHRISTINE...

"Coming!" I shouted from my room when the bell rang again. Whoever it is, must be very impatient.

Wearing a reserved black robe, I get off the bed and opened the door only to gasp and curse my luck.

It's none other than, Maximo Lombardi standing in front of my door! Fuck my luck! And now when I think back, how come I didn't think of this man? Who else would do such a thing at this hour?

"Wh...why are you here?" I whispered out in shock.

His smooth brow raised high. "You are my woman. Why can't I?"

I blinked, realising the truth of my present. Of course, he has the right that he has taken it by force. Silently shutting my mouth, I stepped aside, letting him in.

I really don't want to warm his bed, not today anymore. My skin still hurts from the shower. I just want to have a peaceful night after everything that happened to me today.

He slowly wandered into the living room, observing the place. And with his huge figure in my apartment, the place seems so tiny for him to fit.