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.

treat her the way she wants to be treated, his heart and passion

he cares about is Carmela and fulfilling his

back of her neck, pulling her forehead to touch his, his eyes full of heed and pain at the same time. as they lock onto hers, both

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

one who holds me as a f**g prisoner. Don't you see it?" Tatum-whispers, his hands

no reason to

stop himself and Leila is shocked at the passion behind his kiss, the emotion in his words and she parts her lips, kissing him back

Peeling away

by he is her

nibbling her neck, his other hand fondling her breasts

thighs upwards and Leila feels the anticipation rising to her heart

grazing her slightly wet hole from her panties and Leila sucks in a sharp breath, feeling

she wants it, no matter the fire burning through

any further, her legs will be wide open and he will be deep in her guts but she can't....her

pushes him

moves back, his chest rising

and desire are clear in his eyes, but a rage clears

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