After ending the call with Joanna last night, Violet chose not to confront the half-naked man in her hotel room, despite his persistent inquiries.
"Is everything alright?" he asked, sauntering towards her and wrapping her safely in his arms.
Violet forced a smile and as much as she wanted to punch him in the face, she knew she had to make it up to that innocent woman still bearing his surname.
"Yeah, everything is fine, but I'm just not in the mood anymore. Let's try again tomorrow night."
She observed his facial expression shift slightly and questioned him. "Do you have a problem with that?"
He appeared displeased but managed a smile. He had pushed boundaries further than ever before and should commend himself.
"Tomorrow is just around the corner. Let's sleep."
One of the reasons Violet cherished him was his respect for her boundaries. He never pressured her into intimacy, which made her feel valued.
