CAELLUM’S POV
I watched Naledi get up from the floor with a storm in her eyes.
We held each other's gaze, unbending, challenging and uncomforming.
She had a choice. She could walk away from this and it would all be over. No questions asked.
“How do I know they will be safe?” She asked in a moment of hesitation.
As her mouth moved, all I could see was her lips on Matteo. I wanted to bleach my eyes, to unsee what she had done. But that was impossible.
“You have my word,” I stated firmly, thinking of the many ways I could wash off the thought of Matteo and his Godforsaken kiss from her memory.
The only man she needed to be thinking about was me. And I was going to make sure of that. Whether she liked it or not.
Naledi took off her clothes, piece by piece while maintaining eye c
