I kept rubbing this ice on the side of my neck while looking at my reflection on the mirror. Nothing is happening. I’m already pissed!

“Why can’t I get rid of it!”

This is pissing me off in many ways. I took my phone. Gritting my teeth, I searched for his number and typed a message.

Me:

Why did you leave a fucking hickey on my neck? My boyfriend will see this!

That thing is even more visible now! Of all the parts of my body, why did he put it on my neck?!.

My phone beeped. My brows lifted when I saw his message.

Zadriel:

Tell him you have...