Chapter 32

Thorn watched her wife leave his office in a hurry, like she was afraid of him—no, more like nervous about what he'd do next. He knew he scared her, and he couldn't help shaking his head at himself. "I snapped, huh?" That was not good.

Instead of eating like his wife told him, he went to grab his phone from his table and sent his wife a message.

To: Wife

'Did I scare you? '

Thorn wasn't expecting a reply, but she did.

I will get back to you later regarding the 'sucking on my skin' permission. If the answer from my master is favorable, then I will let you do it again.'

Thorn frowned at how off-putting that message was. Master? His wife had a master. Was it Zehannah? Probably. Favorable answer? His wife was bizarre, but this was beyond bizarre.

Well. Whoever this master was, Thorn hoped they were on his side.

Thorn replied. 'I'm hoping for a favorable response, Cinnamon.'