Mutual feelings

Lord Frederick’s POV

“Let go of me," she spat, but I ignored her and reached for her face. Swiftly, I took the mask off her face, and our eyes locked. Anger and pain washed over me as what I saw in the club came rushing back into my head. The jealousy and pain I felt when I saw her with a man, the anger that consumed me when I saw his hands on her; I almost went insane, and it's only my ability for self-control that prevented me from exploding.

“Let go of me!” Aurora demanded, but I didn't; instead, I tightened my grip on her. “What were you doing there?” I asked, with jealousy evident in my tone, and heard her scoff. “The same thing you were doing there,” she responded, and I swallowed hard. “I was in the playroom…”

“With whom? Who took you there? Was it him?” I asked, referring to the man I saw her with. She shot me a challenging look. “And how is that any of your business?” she sneered. “Let's talk about how I saw a masked lady sucking you off!” She snorted and I swallowed hard.