Haven’s POV
We had a fresh bath later, and as I lay on his chest while on the bed, I explained to him what took me to the police station and how I was scared they would, with the lady's influence, jail me for physical abuse.
“You don't need to be scared. I have a record of it all,” he said, patting my hair gently.
I sat up, my lips dropped in shock. “You have what? How did you do it when I never saw you taking recordings of the scene?”
“That would be so stupid if I took the recordings when my woman was having a beef with someone because of me,” he said and pulled me back gently to lie on his body. “I have a secret camera in my cell phone that records the area around and everything happening just like CCTV does once turned on. So when I noticed that the issue wasn't a little one, I tur
