ZUKO POINT OF VIEW

Immediately she landed on the bed, she struggled to stand up, placing her hand on my chest. “We can’t, Zuko, I’m married,” she declared calmly. “What if… what if someone comes in and meets us like this.”

I pushed her back lightly, pissed at the word married. “Fuck your marriage, fuck Aiden.” I replied, my chest rising and falling, filled with jealousy. “And no one can enter without knocking, Aiden and Dante won’t be back till tomorrow, the maid ...