LOGIN5 years laterSpencer LeCuivre’s POV
I was breathing heavily when I was inside the car that we will be going to the small chapel on Spencer’s parents' estate. If I don’t know any better, they own a pharmaceutical company and that was why Spencer’s a doctor. They run in the family. I was looking at the countryside that was all greenery before I played the game that I used to play when I was bored.
I sucked in a breath as I was looking at his eyes. They were burning with intensity as I was holding his stare. I know what he wanted and after what we have experienced with Theo unannounced visit, I think it was time to do something about it. “I think we need to plan for my return then,” I whispered as he was arching his eyebrow at me.
“What the devil!” My father asked before he turned to look at aunt Lucy’s husband. “Damn that psycho. He will never stop until he got what he wanted,” the man was looking at my father before he cursed. He turned to look at Spencer, as I have come to know, and he was whispering something. I only caught some of the words.
I did not know when was I got up the next day and Spencer was not by my side. I was searching for him around the room before he can be found in the study room. The room was enormous and I cannot believe that I killed the mistress of the house. Frankly, I did not hear any police came knocking down the door yet.
I was looking at my husband as I was playing with his eyelashes. He was sleeping soundly as I was biting my lower lips when he was sighing his breath. “You know, you could do better than playing my eyelashes, my love,” he said as his stormy eyes were on me. I giggled sweetly at him before he went on top of me as I was smiling at his sudden change of attitude.