Sasha's POV

I narrowed my eyes as I stared at the pathetic two on the lounge chairs, anger churning and boiling hot in my veins.

I felt sick to the core as I watched them but I couldn't stop myself from staring, no matter how hard I tried to peel my eyes off them.

I let out a silent drawn hiss, my fingers clenching with annoyance as I brimmed with the urge to claw their eyes out. I would like to start with Nora. I wanted to claw out the eyes with which she stared at my man, looking at him as ...