CHAPTER 36
Ava’s POV
I felt his eyes on me for a while, and just as he turned away, putting his hand on Mara’s forehead once again.
My eyes slowly drifted towards him.
Suddenly, I was no longer standing beside an arrogant, bossy Cain Harlow, but a more soft and calm version of him.
I was bewildered by the sight of the concerned look on his face.
I always thought men like him never had an idea of how to care or love people. They always had those horrible backstories that succeeded in hardening every bit of compassion within them, leaving nothing but bitterness that showed in the way they act, talk or feel towards others.
I knew this much about gangsters because reading books used to be my only escape route away from my chaotic reality with Damian.
Maybe I really didn’t know this
