Elena stood by the window and watched as Din moved faster than the wind itself, his half-buttoned white shirt puffed out by the wind, no longer tucked.
He had obviously been too furious to change out of it, the sleeves folded to the bridge of his arm as he got to the black SUV, face straight. Jaw tight.
He slammed the door with a thud as he climbed in. Pulling out his phone, the screen glowed, then he typed in the password, Jessie's body flashed in his face again.
The filthy smile dared him to come get her; he ran his thick arm through his rough hair as he rested it on the pad behind him.
“Marie, I was going to make a change for you, I thought you were different,” disappointment sitting deep in his eyes, he didn't want to think much about it.
He grabbed the steering wheel, foot press
