Ashton’s POV
I was proud to see my mark on display on Julissa’s delicate neck. She wore her hair up like I demanded, and I was pleased.
However, when lunch time came, I noticed she took a bit longer than normal to get to the cafeteria.
When she walked by me to get something to eat, I could smell it. She just had s*x.
I stomped towards her and pulled her by the arm and out of the cafeteria. I shoved her against a wall and asked, “who have you been f*****g?”
She looked around desperately and I grabbed her chin and forced her to look at me. “Who. Have. You. Been. Fucking.”
“Ashton, you’re hurting me.” She complained about my grip on her chin, I didn’t give a f**k. She was mine; I thought had shown her that last night when we mated and I marked her, but apparently, she didn’t learn her
