Alexander

At this moment, the contract and the rules of this arrangement is the last thing on my mind. I am angry, infuriated, irritated, but mostly at myself.

I loathe myself for feeling something so deep for Evangeline that when the private investigator informed me of her whereabouts this afternoon, when I saw her come down from that fancy car, jealousy sank its claws into me.

All I see is red.

Especially as her hand thunders a slap on my face. 

Evangeline slapped me for another man. ...