“What are you doing here Esma?” A very familiar voice interrupted my train of thoughts. I turned to the owner of the voice which revealed to be none other than that of Dumeny.

He looked amused and happy at the same time. I must be clutching the door knob with so much force because in the next moment Dumeny walked towards me and touched my hand to release it.

Immediately the door opened and a pair of hands wrapped around my waist trying to pull me again to the bedroom.

“No running, kitten.” Reed chuckled and pulled me more towards him but stopped as soon his eyes collided with Dumeny’s...