62.

Lexi’s POV

Ivan turned to face me, his anger still evident in his face because of the fact that his brother came here. Sighing, I approached him and pulled him to the couch.

“Don’t you trust me?” I asked, raising an eyebrow as I stared at him. Ivan pinched down hard on the bridge of his nose as if he was tired.

“I do trust you, even with my life,” he answered as he pulled a strand of hair away from my face, “I just don’t really like it when someone tries to take away what’s mine.” He added and I smiled.

The jealousy, the overprotectiveness and the way he stares at me always makes me lose my mind. Leaning into him, I kissed his lips softly.

“I’ll always be yours and no one else’s.” I moaned in his mouth, Ivan’s grip around me tightened and he kissed me even harder until I pulled away from him.

I’ve made up my mind and I didn’t want anything to change it. I’m going to let him know about the evidence I’ve been gathering but first I needed to tell him about the baby.

“What do you think ab