Chapter 8: Devotion
"You’re not scared of me now?" Aiden’s lips curved with a mocking smirk. "You ran away as fast as you possibly could. Scared of me?"
Tony’s eyebrows twitched with disgust and impatience.
"Oh, my! You were waiting for me all this time thinking that I ignored you?" Tony smirked feigning surprise. "I didn’t even see you! Don’t be offended."
He noticed him earlier. He had the urge to kill him. But he didn’t want to do that in front of Marcella. That’s why he removed himself from that situation. It appeared that Aiden wanted her back and came back crawling. She was smart about it.
Aiden’s no good. She does not need him.
Tony knew Aiden would be waiting for him to find out what was happening between him and Marcella.
Adrian took a deep puff while side-eyeing Tony. His fingers were trembling as he tried to control his anger. He needed to keep his calm with this guy. He’s dangerous. He does not listen to fists.
Aiden cocked his head. "Carrying her bag, walking her home, staying in an unmarried woman’s house at night... it’s not right, is it?"
"Why not?" Tony shrugged. His entire aura exuberated calmness. He was like the moon in the sky—gentle and bright. "She’s the light of my universe and I love her. Why can’t I stay with her if she prefers it?"
Aiden choked on the smoke and coughed. It’s Tony. Why is he talking about love?