Bernice gulped when Kaizan put his thumb in his mouth and sucked it. She had made the tea for him and he ended up giving more than half of it to Olivia. She couldn't believe that the tea that she had made with so many efforts was being poured down the mouth of Olivia. The tea was meant for Kaizan and this shameless bitch was drinking it. Not even once did she resist. Jealousy burned through her heart and the only thing that was lacking was smoke that should have come out of her ears. "B— But the tea is for you, Kaizan," she blurted.
Kaizan narrowed his eyes at her with his fingers still on Olivia's cheek.
"I m—mean General Kaizan," Bernice corrected herself.
"Is it a problem with you if I wanted to share the tea with my wife?" asked Kaizan, his aura growing dark.
Yes, it is! Bernice wanted to say it out loud, but how could she. "I—"
