Book 3: The Game of Chase

Anacá's POV

He pounced on me in a single leap, and my heart almost stopped in its cage. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” His voice was low and raspy, causing a tremor up my spine. I hadn’t expected him to catch me. Now what will he do with me? 

“What? I was going to the washroom.” I sucked in a deep breath to act aloof, as if I hadn’t unleashed the beast inside him. I had no idea why I did it. Now it was too late to regret. 

“Escaping to the washroom is more accurate. Don’t you think? I won’t let you escape. It’s time to face the consequences, my dear wife.” 

He seemed to rub it in my face that I was his wife. “What consequences? I was, umm, just joking.” I eased out of his hold and ran for dear life to the bedroom. 

“Anacá, get back here. Fine, this makes my work easier. I won’t need to carry you to the bedroom.” He rushed after me, and I squealed with fright. “Shh! Do you want the security here?”