127 Lashing Out

Scarlett’s POV

“No, thanks,” Noticing Ava’s stare I add, “I have to go and guard my plunder.”

Jack Fuller left the table when Ava teared up at her prince gulping in sweat. Anna Fuller sat through the dinner with us, mostly out of manner before she left the moment she was allowed to.

But not Ava. She stayed, and apparently, she had words for him, too.

It’s been a long day, and I need to make sure I have a bed to sleep in for the night. I wouldn’t be too surprised if Ava bought Alfred to mess up the room instead of cleaning.

“I’ll walk you to your room then,” He offers jokefully, adding before I could say no, “Or you’d rather talk about our deal here?”

“Seb…” Ava murmurs timidly as she approaches.

I swing off his hand, looking at him coldly to wait for his decision. I know what his decision would be. Ava knows too. The only one who doesn’t seem to know is him.

Ava nails her eyes on Sebastian, and he nails his on me. I leave. Love is a game big enough for only two, and I no longer want to play with them.

is not stopping

like she has not lived here. To make me feel at home maybe, he even

on the pick cover — my taste when I was too young to see the distance in my

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from when I hadn’t found out the true color

take

gently. He followed me up. I know I can upset Ava easily now, when Sebastian suddenly is hell–bent on maintaining our marriage; I know if I so much just nod, I can have the man I have wanted

just

us. And I’m not that helpless

Ava,” I say as a statement, and going through the album, Sebastian quickly puts

I need to keep a distance from her, that was

him: “You think bullying her

He

room, you sat with me on the dinner

puts away that innocent smile,

much you hated and tormented me!” I can’t raise my voice when the sourness kicks in, “It tells me that you

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