Chapter 5

My head almost swelled from what he said.

He chose me? I belonged to him now?

Had he completely lost his mind?!

Before I could stop myself, my hand flew across his face and slapped him hard. He instantly grabbed my wrist and pushed it slightly away from him.

I swallowed hard when I saw his expression darken. Those gray eyes of his suddenly turned cold and terrifying.

He was furious.

“You don’t know me, and yet you dare to slap me?” he asked dangerously.

My mouth fell open.

“I did that because I don’t know you, and yet you have the nerve to say something like that to me! Are you crazy? You’re disrespecting me!”

The crease between his brows slowly disappeared, replaced by an amused smile instead.

“Really? You came to a place like that. Dressed like this. What exactly did you expect?”

My jaw dropped even more at his words. “You jerk! I had a reason for being there. And if I had known I would run into someone like you, then I never would’ve gone there in the first place!”

“What? To learn how to pleasure your husband?”

I froze.

“How did you know that?”

“I heard it.”

“Huh?”

That infuriating grin appeared on his face again. “It’s a two-way mirror. I heard your conversation with Madam Lyn. And…” His eyes slowly roamed over me. “I saw everything.”

It felt like my soul left my body all over again after hearing that.

“I-I mean…”

“Yes. I saw it, Lorribel. I heard the way you moaned. I saw how aroused you were.”

Suddenly, he grabbed my breast. I jolted when he squeezed it lightly and slowly massaged it.

“You like this, don’t you? You crave this?”

Heat instantly rushed to my face. It literally felt like shame and anger were crawling beneath my skin.

Yes. This was what I wanted. But I wanted my husband to be the one doing those things to me.

My hand lifted again, ready to slap him once more. But he caught it immediately. Then he grabbed my neck and yanked my face closer to his.

I instantly struggled to breathe because of how tightly he held my throat. I started hitting his arm repeatedly while trying to pry his hand away.

I felt his breath against my face.

“Do it again, and you will regret it,” he warned.

The way he said those words sent an even stronger shiver through me.

How could someone look so dangerous and sexy at the same time?

He finally released my neck and slowly moved me off his lap. I immediately pressed myself against the side of the car even though I knew I had nowhere else to go. I struggled to catch my breath.

I couldn’t speak, even though there were so many things I wanted to yell at him. I was irritated, angry, and confused. This man was stirring emotions inside me that I couldn’t even understand.

He suddenly grabbed something from the backseat and tossed it toward me. When I looked at it, I realized it was a white long-sleeved polo shirt.

“Wear it, and behave.”

I hesitated before obeying him. But in the end, I still followed his order. The air conditioner inside the car was freezing, and I desperately needed something to cover myself with.

“You’re coming with me. We’ll talk once we arrive. I’m tired, so stay quiet.”

I didn’t say another word after that. Something inside me was whispering to just stay silent and listen to him.

The way he had gripped my neck earlier already proved one thing—this man was dangerous.

Dear God. All I wanted was to bring warmth back into my marriage with my husband. So why did I end up in a situation like this instead?