Maxwell
"You told me this was just a marriage on paper, Maxwell," Camilla said as I turned to go upstairs. "But what I witnessed tonight doesn't look like a marriage on paper at all."
I ignored her and continued walking. She rushed after me and grabbed my hand, forcing me to stop. "Answer me," she demanded.
I turned sharply, irritation flashing through me. "You didn't ask a question," I snapped. "And besides, I didn't bring you here to question me. This is my house. I do whatever I want in it."
Her face twisted with anger. "Did you bring me here to watch you put your tongue all over another woman's body?" she yelled. "You don't even touch me like that."
I stayed silent. She stepped closer, her voice shaking. "Are you sure you are not developing feelings for her?"
I didn't answer, I d
