Rhysand’s POV

I felt so infuriated by her words that I didn't care riding with so much speed, trying to get these thoughts off my mind. It was way better riding in this SUV, even if I run into a truck I could survive it but that super car would be the end of me.

“How do I get married to another lady when Carmen is the mother of my child?” I asked myself, stamping my right hand on the steering wheel.

I wished I could speak to my father’s concierge. He should have the right words for ...