Ophelia's Pov
“Get the car!” Callum yelled at Gale, who stood at the exit of Leona's mansion, pulling me with him as we made our way out. Now both of us were mad. I wouldn’t hold back my anger, and he didn’t seem able to hold his either.
He pushed me into the car immediately after he pulled the door open. “Make me find those photos you talked about, Ophelia.”
“Else what, Callum Bellucci?” I said daringly into his face as he sat next to me in the car. “Lie that you didn’t f**k her, even if I don’t have the pictures.”
“I had a lady jerk me off once, but I haven’t had a p***y since I made you mine. This d**k is yours until you’re ready. I won’t stoop so low as to tongue-f**k anyone except you, Ophelia. Why don’t you get it?” His voice was low and husky, trying to curb his anger. I jerked
