Chapter 29. Pleasurable Bliss

Angelica’s POV

My breath felt stuck in my throat as I looked into Ericson’s predatory gaze, which meant nothing good.

“I- I am sorry,” I whispered, feeling a little afraid but more aroused at the kind of position we were in.

“If apologies could fix everything, why would there be laws and cops?” Ericson massaged my chin, and I gasped when he rubbed his thumb across my lower lip.

My heart drummed against my chest as it was hard to decipher what was going on inside his head.

“Leave,” Ericson’s voice was loud and unpredictable, and I flinched in my place.

I tried to struggle against his hold to leave as he ordered me, but before I could make a move, he pulled me back and pushed me against the wall.

“Not you, Mi Vida,” He whispered.

Soon, I saw a few men leaving the premises, not daring to look in our direction.

“Don’t look at other men when I am before you. I don’t like it,” Ericson said, and I felt a sense of deja vu hitting