"I don't even know if I could trust you anymore. Oh wait! What am I saying? I never trusted you in the first place," Emily told him plainly. Just hearing his wife say those words to him cut him like a knife across the heart. Then, just before Emily could turn around and leave, he took hold of her wrist and spun her around, so she spun right into his embrace.
One look at her pained eyes and Angelo knew that he had messed up entirely, but what was true was that his lips were mere centimeters from hers. His groin swelled as the need to have his beautiful wife in his bed rose. "I did not mean to lie to you, I promise."
"Your promises mean nothing to me. You nearly killed me in that library, and why you burned it—only a self-entitled man like you could do such a thing," Emily yelled and stomped away from Angelo.
Seeing his wife leave him in the garden, Angelo ran after her and blocked her path, leaving Emily angrier than she had felt before.
