Celine's POV
At the end of the day, you're my wife, Celine, mine.
Kelvin's last words are messing with my mind. There's no lie in them and that's the annoying thing.
To be honest with myself, I'm yet to shake off what transpired downstairs, between me and Kelvin, and above all, I'm grateful for the saving.
When he had me to himself, I felt shocked, angry, disgusted... Everything but desire, or the reversed chemistry, or anything that close.
Still, he's my husband no matter how much I hate to say it or think about it. He has a claim to my body, and now that he's suddenly attracted to me, I doubt I'm getting out of this mess.
I pause, unsure of how this thing started. Maybe it's the moment he learned that I work for his brother and wanted me all to himself... The image of me in a
