“What are you trying to do?” Valentino firmly pressed his arms against the wall, cornering Athena between them. “Stop playing dirty, Athena; don’t cross that line.”
“What line?” she asked, looking at him with feigned innocence. “Is something bothering you? I don’t recall doing anything wrong.”
“Since you showed up like this in the dining room,” he scrutinized her figure from top to bottom, “all the marks on your body are evident. Are you trying to provoke me? I know what you’re plotting.”
“And what is it that I’m plotting?”
“To make Lily suspicious.”
“And is that a bad thing? We are married, and you were the one who left those marks on me.”
“But not so you could flaunt yourself like this in front of everyone, even in front of my father.”
“What exactly are you worried about? That Lil
