Mariana's Pov
“My love should be enough for the both of us, Mariana.”
His words shake me to the core. And what shakes me more is the emotion swirling in those orbs of his.
Why won’t he get angry at me?
Why won’t he scream at me? Do something that shows me how much I drive him to the point of anger?
“You’re a fool,” I mutter, a hand raking through my hair. “Come get my bags, soldier!” I command. A smile coats his lips as he approaches. He picks up my bags as though they weigh nothing and then he turns around, intending to exit the room.
The door creaks open and Radimr walks in, his eyes on me, tender.
He flashes me a smile and I mirror his smile.
Huffing out an angry breath, Alejandro storms out of the room. But he doesn’t leave—he stands by the door, his eyes peeking through the
