DISARMED--- A BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE NOVEL
I snapped, masking the hurt and anger in my voice.
She frowned, confusion knitting her brows.
“You love flirting with other men, right in front of me,” I asked coolly.
“What are you talking about?” she muttered.
“Why did you hug him? Why the fuck did you let another man hug you?” I sneered.
“Oh, I—I’m so sorry. It wasn’t an intimate hug, I just—”
“Are you planning on being intimate with him?!” I cut her off, shaking my head in disbelief.
“What?! Why would I do that?!” Tears spilled from her eyes, and just like that, my anger vanished. I don’t know why I even fucking said that.