Chapter 82

AZRAEL DE LUCA’S POV

My eyes went dark at her words. Fuck… I was already restraining myself to not take her these days because her body was too weak. Now, the doctor had confirmed that she was fully recovered but she was mentally sick. I had all the urge to fuck her hard until she forgot about everything.

She looked a little cowardly after being threatened with my icy stare. Biting her lips together, she muttered, asking me slowly,

“Why didn’t you get married to Cassendra? You have to tell me first or else… I am not letting you come to me.”

My lips curled up into a smile. Finally, she was playing again just like our better days. I stripped off my trousers, muttered as I pointed at the water filled tub,

“First! Let me get in… You have tortured me enough already, Senorita!”

I let myself fully naked, then walked into the tub. The water splashed from my movement. Thankfully, the tub was big enough to occupy us both. Stretching my arms out, I pushed he