Chapter ninety one

Adrian sat, and leaned back on the chair, then let out a sign.

“What am I to do?” Adrian questioned as he folded his arms, not interested in eating what had been laid down.

“You have to date me until after your contest. But this time, it has to be like real dating. You have to kiss me deeply, we are going to sex, and other things. That way, I can feel my wounds, being nursed from the hurts you caused me.”

Adrian sat up, and scoffed.

“You really are funny, and should I say you are quite shameless. You have a husband already, and damn! He’s wealthy, well-known. He is also sought after for things people don’t have. He does everything you want, and cares about your emotions. Yet, you are here, looking for other men.” Adrian spoke, feeling so irritated by her.

“That’s none of your business, Adrian. You hurt me, so you should pay for it.”

“Hurt? You came to me even while you were married, and wanted to have a thing for me. Just because I didn’t agree to it, shouldn’t count as hurting you. A