“What are you doing?” Racheal asked in shock, stepping back.
“Giving you what you need.” Steffan said, and completely ripped his shirt off. His abs popped and his chest was hard.
Racheal swallowed and looked away.
“What?”
“I realised I have not touched you since we got married. So I thought I'd remedy that. Give you what you need.” He said, walking up to her. His chest, naked.
“That's not what I need.” she said quietly.
“Really?” Then why else will you bring a man up here?” He asked in a deceptively low voice.
Racheal felt like she had been slapped. She wanted to scream at him.
But instead, she turned away and began to walk angrily to her bedroom.
“I don't want to argue, Steffan. It's been a long day.”
She wanted peace, she wanted to be alone. And regardless of how charming
