“You’re disgusting!” she screamed. “God, I practically told that icy witch of your mother that there was a real ‘us’ in this house. For what? For you to humiliate me in front of some paid escort?! A hotel was better.”
“This is my house. You are also a f*****g escort, Lee. The more the better. You aren't my fiancée, so it's just better you get that into your skull and enjoy the fun. Submit to me… let me f**k you…”
So that was his problem with her? To f**k her? Nah. Lisa knew there was more to it. “Oh, please. You and I know that's not the problem.” Lisa's voice trembled with rage. “You know what? I was so stupid to announce to your whole damn family that—” She choked herself short, mouth snapping shut.
Arthur’s brows drew together. “That what?”
Lisa looked away, folding her arms. “Forge
