"Because of one sentence from you, I did nothing but wait for seven years. And now you're telling me it was a joke?"
If not for her words, would he have stood by and let her be with Nicholas Taylor for all those years?
"Then what do you want?"
Nora Fatehi wanted to slap herself. Why on earth did she say something like that to this madman?
Caesor's reply was firm and overbearing. "I want you to be my woman."
Nora Fatehi rejected him without hesitation. "Impossi—"
Before she could finish the word, his lips came down on hers, forcing her to swallow it back.
Furious, she tried to bite him again, but this time he caught her jaw, leaving her no choice but to endure his claim.
The kiss went on for a long time, until Caesor finally pulled back, satisfied.
Nora Fatehi's face burned red wit
