Chapter 92

Even Rose could tell Rob was holding back his anger with every ounce of effort he could muster, she could see it all over him and his tense and poised body. Holding back everything he wanted to say, like a coiled snake who could lash out at any moment.

She knew without seeing them, his eyes would be almost black with darkness and fury. He looked dangerous in a way that suddenly gave Rose chills. Afraid of the change in him so suddenly and knowing this was not a good move for anybody in this room.

“Morag!” Rob had gritted his teeth, his voice strained and clutching to hold it. Losing a piece of his controlled temper, despite how hard he was fighting.

“She’s my fiancée! I won’t be getting over her, getting her out of my bed or removing her from my life, now, in the near future, or ever. I won’t be running to you either! I’m trying to do this the decent way and spare you, but I swear if you call her a whore one more time or insult her in any other way, I’ll physicall