A while later, when Rhea’s heart finally felt at ease, she wrapped one arm around Aron’s waist and moved lazily to find a more comfortable position to rest her head on Aron’s shoulder. When she found one, she sighed, happily, a few times.
This had quite an effect on Aron. The man stiffened as she moved against him, trying hard to focus on something that would help him get rid of the hard on that he was having, especially since Rhea was sitting right on his lap. In his desperate search for distraction, he went back to something that he knew would surely help him get rid of any romantic desires that he was having.
He thought of Benroy whom he had learnt to hate beyond any measures, ever since he had watched him smash Rhea’s head against the bonnet of the silver SUV, and then he was stiff
