Derrick’s POV
Hearing a curse word coming out of Salara’s mouth with that much venom was not something that I was expecting. Salara has been nothing but timid and obedient when it comes to her husband and I must admit that the fire I see in her eyes as she glares at her husband has my c**k twitching in my jeans.
Henry jumps from his seat on the bench, his angry eyes meeting Salara’s angry orbs, disapproval clear in his features. “There is no need for such language Salara.” He says, his lips thinning into a line.
I watch in aww as more anger begins to burn in Salara’s eyes, causing them to sparkle in the daylight. Pink flushes her cheeks as she takes in deep breaths to calm her growing anger. This side of Salara is widely more appealing than the meek little miss that is at her husband’
