Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 98

"For the last time, I have no idea how it got into his hands, I left it right here this morning," Leila taps on her dresser, glaring at Tatum. He just let Carmela go, no investigation, no nothing.

Despite how much she tried to make him see the truth, he refused to listen to her and demanded they return home while his warriors took care of everything. Does he believe she really would hire an assassin?

"I believe you Leila," Tatum replies, sitting on the bed and massaging his temples, the wrinkles of stress shaping the lines of his forehead.

"But you don't believe Carmela did it right?" Leila places her hands akimbo, a bitter smile on her lips followed by a soft scoff of disbelief as she stares down at her husband.

"No Leila, I don't," Tatum replies coldly. "I know you don't like Carmela but you can't just accuse her of something as evil as this. You are the Luna, your words carry weight, you can't just condemn people you don't like." Tatum's cold words breeze pain all over Leila's heart and her bitter smile spreads

is that what you think I'm doing? Abusing my power to condemn her?"

"I never said that."

"But that is what you meant right? Then maybe she should be your Luna go ahead and-"

Leila

his feet and Leila is in his arms, he holds the side

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thuds with

words on her tongue yet his heart already

her sake. Dismissing her at the hotel was to make her save face, her bracelet was found in the assassin's pocket, the longer he let her blame Carmela, the more. questions would be asked that would put her in a bad light but

hold. This is the one thing he is grateful for,

on her lower lips and kisses the tip

you lose your temper, you become a consuming fire, ready to destroy everyone and everything in your path, including yourself. I already told you, I believe you. Just calm down and let me take

say all these grand words and make all these promises, yet you do nothing because it's her. Your smile is the biggest when she is in the room, you let her put her hands all over your

becomes filled with warmth, hearing the jealousy seeping from Leila's tone and he cannot help the small

low, almost whispery tone, taking slow steps towards her, his wanton eyes raking over the fuming. yet s**y and alluring figure of the woman in

takes hold of her waist, pulling her gently into him, the storm of

he feels nothing for Carmela is what it will take to soothe her and keep

one I want to be with. Carmela can never become Luna