"I'm not satisfied with all the clauses,"
Selina glanced at her copy of the agreement, then back at him. "Why not?"
"You're bold. Threatening my balls when you'll need them eventually. Don't you crave for my touch?" he mocked.
He moved closer, and she instinctively took a step back.
Selina narrowed her brows at him. "I won't need you and I don't miss you either." She replied sharply. "Just tell me if you agree with it, then I'll get it finalised,"
She stretched out her trembling hand towards him, holding a pen.
"I won't go with one of your terms."
When her leg collided against the bed frame, she slumped onto the bed as Zane leaned closer. Her chest heaved, trying to calm the erratic rhythm of her heartbeat.
Her arms pressed nervously against the bed as she adjusted further.
"What do you mean? But there's nothing wrong with the terms. It's just for our baby's—"
