Chapter 43

Davis POV

I made things worse even though that was not what I intended to do.

I decided to put all that excess energy into work and I succeeded. But the emptiness was still there.

Deep into the night, I noticed Sara step out in a red silky nightwear. Her wavy hair was let down and she looked cute walking with her barefeet. Her toe nails, I noticed were void of colours, clean and gorgeous. I wondered if it were possible to find another kind of woman like her in the world which was now condemned with sin and a lot of sensual stuff.

I would really desire if she could give in to me as her husband. Although this marriage was contractual, I needed her to believe in me. I wanted this thing between us to become real. I wanted us to be of one blood. One lifeline.

I sighed to myself as I watched her get a bottle of drink from the fridge. Her fingernails, dark red. It looked as though she'd just made it. Perhaps, in anticipation of the ball I made her agree to.

“Dear Sara,” I said to her. She l