Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth
Drake finally breathed, holding his hands up in surrender, “Hannah is my friend. I’m just trying to help. That’s all.”
“Yeah, well, mind your own business.” Noah grit his teeth, his eyes flashing with hatred. “Don’t try to bullshit me. I know your angle. And I know your reputation.”
There was another long silence, Drake’s Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat as he swallowed hard. Then, finally, his upper lip curled back to reveal a sneer.
“I have no interest in having sex with your wife,” he snarled, leaning closer so that their noses were almost touching. “But I will say, you make her feel so lonely that it would probably be pretty easy if I wanted to.”