MARCEL'S POV
I paced back and forth in my room, my eyes pinned to my wristwatch. I felt uneasy. Was something wrong? Did anything happen to her? Why was she running late? Did I by chance make her uncomfortable?.
All these questions made my belly churn; it made me sick seeing how I could do nothing but wait. It still had a lot of stuff in my mind; I barely slept; my mind had been preoccupied with her; I waited all night to spend time with her.
I know she had questions as to why I left her; I didn't reach out to her, but I did it for her. Matter of fact, I had no choice; I either complied with James's deal, stating low, going on my contract and plans with his father, or he exposed me to her.
The bastard! I sure would have a piece of him as soon as Marie was done with her sick p
