"Are you a f*cking PERVERT?" Isadora shouted at the top of her lungs and swiftly moved backwards.

A smirk landed on his lips before he cockily spoke, "Now you start cursing your husband, that's sad." He wiped his non-existent tears and slowly walked towards her.

She put her hand forward, motioning him to stop coming closer. "Stop or I will scream."

A laugh erupted from Devon. "Who dares to stop their king?" She knew it was true, nevertheless, she couldn't give up.

He came closer like a predator ready to attack its prey until she backed against the wall. Dora took the chance and removed the pin from her hair,...