Charles’ POV
We arrived in front of the mansion where the driver was already waiting for Yala, but before she could get into the vehicle, I wrapped my arms around her waist and took her lips in mine, not bothered about the fact that Thomas might be watching us.
"Charles." Yala scolded me as I started running my hands up her body. "Your brother is looking at us," she said, pointing to the living room. Through the glass wall, I could see Thomas raise a champagne flute, and could practically read his lips saying:
‘Love is beautiful’
"I swear I'm going to kill my brother today," I said, looking at her with narrowed eyes.
"Charles, he just came to see you," she said, laughing at the whole situation as she ran her hand across my chest.
"Because of him, I'm going to sleep with a goddamn har
