"Fiancee ... .the fiancee or you talking about something else?"
Alia's system crashed when he said that one word making her feel like ground slip from her feet, well it would have if not for her legs were currently wrapping his waist.
Her ice blue eyes locked onto his obsidian dark like starry sky.
The word fiancee dig into her soul, Her possessive, obsessive side also started to flare up, Her hands reaching out and grabbing his forearms digging her nails into his not hurting but being territorial about him.
Is someone going to call him hers? That thought burns her like acid wanting her to claw the face of this so-called Fiancee of his but she still has not lost her mind completely yet.
