Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Tatum scoffs softly, a wry smile adorning his lips and he gets up from the bed, bending to pick up the shards of broken glass one after the other before he stands up and holds the broken glass in his palm to Leila's face.

"To hell with it anyway," Tatum remarks and Lella looks at him completely clueless.

"Why, what was it?"

The liquid from the vial doesn't seem to have a particularly pleasing smell, so it couldn't have been some very expensive perfume and Tatum wouldn't shed tears over something as trivial as that.

"You should have asked first before destroying it," he walks away from her and kicks the small trash can by the dresser open and tosses the shards inside it.

"It's a good thing you did though because now you're never leaving me, I'm not letting you go," he says in a low assertive tone as he walks back to Leila.

Leila's heart thuds. The possessiveness in his voice is spine chilling, exciting and makes her feel nervous at the same time.

Why is he hellbent on keeping her in this prison? What exactly does he still want from her?

She just wants to leave, she just wants to take her broken heart somewhere else and mend it. Does he even realise how hard things are for her? Even just being this close to him wants to make her melt, despite the anger, despite the bitterness, her heart still yearns for him.

never treat her the way she wants to be

about is Carmela and

of heed and pain at the same time. as they lock onto

she wants it, she needs it but he can't be hers. This is

me as a f**g prisoner. Don't you see

no reason to

she parts her lips,

doing this to her? Peeling

does he mean by he

breaking the kiss and nibbling her neck, his other

of her a**the hand that had been fondling it finds its way up her gown, caressing her thighs upwards and Leila feels the anticipation

doesn't listen, his fingers grazing her slightly wet hole from her panties and Leila sucks in a sharp breath,

no matter how much she wants it, no matter the fire burning through her entire body and the deep urge and

any further, her legs will be wide open and he will

She pushes him away

chest rising and falling as he

but a rage clears them

growls, "you are my wife, my Luna and I'm never signing those papers,