The sunset hues spilled through the window, embracing their entwined shadows in a faint and elusive
glow.
The shimmer was as gentle as the kiss.
Bella was lost in the manâs kiss.
At first, she had the strength to pound his chest and wide shoulders, but soon, the manâs overpowering
testosterone sapped her energy.
With her breath ragged, she backed away.
Clang, bang, crash.
Justin pinned Bella to the table, scattering the things on the desk all over the floor.
Flushed in the ears, Justin felt a rush coursing through his veins like never before.
Justin swore that Bella was the only woman he ever kissed with such intensity.
He vowed that he would never do the same to other women again.
âMaster!â
As the door to the studio slammed open, Roza, not one to read the room, rushed in.
She put her hand over her mouth as Bella and Justin locked lips.
Roza quickly let out a loud cry.
âJustin! What the hell are you doing? Let go of her!â
Bellaâs eyes popped open as if she had awakened from a trance, and she pushed Justin away.
She even slapped him in the face.
Smack!
Justinâs left cheek swelled, and Roza was dumbfounded.
Despite the burning pain on his cheek, the man curled his lips. He was happy to take the punishment.
Uhâ¦
Justin had his good looks to thank Otherwise, he would look like a pervert, pulling that expression.
âGet out of here now, Justin! Leave! donât want to see you!â
The joy in his eyes deepened as Bella blushed, and her eyes were dewy from the kiss.
Though the evidence of their intimacy was reflected on her face, she told him to get out.
âLeave!â Bella shouted, her chest heaving.
âAlright. Iâll see you again once your busy season is over.â
Bella was stunned.
She could not believe the words coming out of the manâs mouth. She did not want to see him at all.
Justin took one last lingering look at her before walking out the door reluctantly.
The man brushed past Roza, leaving behind a minty scent.
Roza was utterly dumbstruck. Before she knew it, Justin was long gone.
âA-Are you alright?â
Roza went to hold Bella to stop her from falling. Her eyes welled up with rage. âYour ex-husband
harassed you. We should call the cops.â
âIâm fine.â
Bella held her beating heart and sighed. âIâll pretend that I was bitten by a dog. Letâs just forget that it
ever happened.â
Roza stared at Bellaâs flighty gaze in a daze. Struck by a thought, she wrapped her arms around Bella.
âTell me the truth. Have you gotten over him?â
âI have,â Bella responded without hesitation.
She hugged Roza back, her voice wry. âWe are divorced. I know better than to hang onto him.â