Chapter 54

Karen's POV:

And if you ask me my name this minute, I wouldn't be able to tell you. I wanted more, I needed more. My body was calling out for something I knew only he could give me.

And just as I was ready to sell my soul to the devil. He pulled away from the kiss and then he walked away.

What the hell? He poured a glass of whiskey and drowned it then he stood with his back to me.

"Angelo?" I called out softly.

"Go to bed, Karen."

"What's wrong?"

"I said go to fucking bed," He screamed as he bowed his face.

Sadly I went to the room and I hid under the blanket and cried bitter tears. And I can't even blame Angelo for this.

It was my stupid fault. I pushed him to kiss me. I behave like a promiscuous teenager and I feel so ashamed.

"Karen, I'm sorry for yelling," He came in and apologized softly.

"It's no big deal," I replied, still