"Why are you suspecting Keara? Tell me the truth, is there anything I don't know about your relationship with her?" Anya asked irritably while clutching Aiden's collar over the bed.
"Jealous?" Aiden laughed at the little woman who tried to threaten him. His wife was really jealous.
"I'm not jealous. I just want to know who did all this," Anya muttered irritably.
"If you find out, will you let Dio go?" Aiden held Anya's waist, making Anya just realize how provocative their current position was.
Anya was sitting on top of Aiden's body while Aiden was lying on the bed holding Anya's waist. Her face immediately turned red. She wanted to move, but Aiden's grip was tight.
She scolded her stupid brain inside. She herself pushed Aiden onto the bed and climbed on top of him. Now, how did she get off?
