Chapter 39

Bethel's lid fluttered shut. Not knowing what to think or feel,she let her tears fall freely. She doesn't want to be his bedwarmer anymore and now that she had let it out,she is the one feeling hurt.

Those times he kisses and touches her, she feels like she can taste the world,her insides always flutter up and sings and she wondered why it is always that.

His face ...The barely controller rage on that scarred handsome but cold face when she let it out made her felt as if sharp pins pierced her bare skin,it just feel so uncomfortable.

She sniffed and a tense silence followed. She turned around and closed the door that adjoins her room to Angel's room. The sound of locks bolting filled the air, shutting her world out.

Then, she sat on her large soft bed. Bathed in moonlight in the start night,she wondered what could be going on in his head after what she said to him. "I indirectly called him a manwhore" more tears spilled from her open eyes,it fluttered close