Chapter thirty three:

33.

Marcus's POV:

The door suddenly flung open and Cara walked in, more like barged in. “You!” she pointed an accusing finger at me. “How could you do this to me Marcus, how could you do this to me!”

I exchanged a look with the men and Mark just rolled his eyes, while Titus groaned, scratching the back of his head. I returned my attention back to a fuming Cara, who had a finger pointed right in my face.

“I,” I started with an intimidating tone. “Have no idea whatsoever, concerning whatever it is you're insinuating.”

She huffed, her eyes glowing brighter as her angry expression morphed...