Chapter Seventy-five

Rosette pov

"Rosette, could I drop by your house so we could talk about what you told me the other day?"

"Of course, drop by in the evening; Brian would be out by then," she said, pretending to be watching Brian, who was fighting.

Ana stormed off, cursing as she ran away from the gym.

Rosette smiled and then turned to Brian, who was tapping her.

"Hey, are you done?" she said, forcing a smile. She was getting good at faking things.

"Yes, I think Reagan broke my rib," he said, kissing her head.

"Where?" She said that and pressed his ribs.

He pushed her hand off. "Ouch, that hurts like hell."

"Sorry, I was just trying to see where it hurts, so I know if I should make you an herb."

"Oh, do not worry, it does not hurt that much that it will require an herb, but I know what will make me feel good," he said, spanking her ass.

She was not in the mood for this. She did not know why she had to endure all this humiliation of saying yes to things even though she did not want