Ava's POV:
I stared at Yan in disbelief; he wasn't bluffing and meant what he said. Had he lost his mind?
"Yan…"
"You heard me," he spouted, his gaze fixated on me. I nodded; that's what he wanted, right? Then fine, it's not as if there was something he hadn't seen.
My hands moved to the first button, and I undid it, switfly moving to the second with our gazes locked together. He raised his brow in amusement.
Probably not able to believe that I could do such a thing; I was now on the third botton and expected him to try and stop me, but that was not the case. Yan Earlton was a man who was far from decency.
Finally, I was done. I held the shirt ready to pull it off my body, but I just couldn't; the thought of me standing naked before him was going to ruin me.
I quickly locked the buttons, "I will get dressed in my clothes and leave." I stormed back to the bathroom and shut the door, slipped into my wet clothes, and walked to the bedroom.
