As Queenie was wondering why the man had parked the car in this spot, she heard an icy voice coming from the driver seat. “What did you just say?”

She turned to him and noticed the fury in his eyes. If looks could kill, she figured she would be dead by now.

Her skin started crawling. Was it something I said? He doesn’t want anyone to find out, does he? “Sorry, Mr. Manson. I didn’t say anything. I don’t know anything. That was just a joke, and I have seen nothing.” She decided to take back what she said. So, he doesn’t like anyone talking about his preference.

say I’m in love with

you because of your preference. In fact, I’ll be supportive of your relationship with Julian. Love is love, so who cares what the public thinks?” She thought

line, veins popping around his neck. He was refraining from yelling at her. How did she even get to that kind of

he inched closer. His pearly white skin tone made his cold, handsome features appear all

brings nothing but trouble. “I promise I

like a heart-shaped jelly. He closed his eyes as if he

her lips as if a current of electricity had been running across his body, and

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