*MARCUS' POV*
Several days had gone by since Bonnie was at The Mad House. Several 'long' days since he had last had his arms wrapped around her warm body. Several long, 'grueling' days had passed since Marcus had the sweet essence of Bonnie's lips along with the rest of her delectable figure.
Time was truly becoming his enemy it seemed.
Any time he thought about her and what happened between them, time felt as though it was dragging on even longer. Worst of all, Wolfgang hadn't received a single message from Bonnie since after the evening she left him.
With Trixie still on the road to recovery, Julius floating around somewhere in the city, and now Bonnie giving him the cold-shoulder—the man was beyond furious. His blood was on the verge of rising to a massive explosion. His temperamen
