His Will Her Revenge (Grace and Antonio) novel Chapter 91

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What he said was true! 

“Are you a bit under the weather?” 

I slipped the wallet back into his pocket, sizing him up. 

He had a tall, slender frame. If he wasn’t so out of it, I would only be able to see his chin from this close. 

His skin was tanned, and his nose was straight. He was really drop–dead gorgeous. “No, I’ve just been tricked,” he said. 

I stopped in my tracks, helping him toward the bed. Was it too late to leave now? 

As if he could read my mind, he suddenly grabbed my arm, pulled me close, and threw me onto the bed. 

“It’s too late now,” he said. 

I sprang up from the bed, but he pushed me back down. 

“If you’re not planning to call off the wedding, could you do me a favor?” 

What should I say? 

I wasn’t planning to call off the wedding, but being with a guy I had just met… 

“Great, you’re staying,” he said. 

He waited for a bit, and it looked like he was sure about how I 

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felt. Then he didn’t waste a moment kissing me right there. Two hours later, I was rubbing my wrist, my eyes a bit red. 

The guy who started all this was sleeping like a baby. What a jerk! 

I grabbed the pillow, about to hit him, when there was a knock at the door. Then Freddy’s voice came through. “Samuel.” 

I didn’t know what to do, but Samuel Floyd slipped past me, cracked the door open, and pulled Freddy into the room. 

Freddy looked at me and then shifted his gaze to Samuel, his eyes widened in shock. 

“I wanted you guys to get acquainted quickly, but I didn’t mean for you to get this close so soon!” Freddy shouted. 

“Shut up!” Samuel’s voice was feeble but sharp as he slumped back onto the bed. 

Freddy’s fists balled up in anger. “Damn! I haven’t punched you, and you’re yelling at me? What did you do to Grace? Just because you’re engaged doesn’t mean you can act like a brute!” 

As Freddy was about to throw a punch, I jumped in to stop him. “Freddy, it’s not what you think.” 

“What is it then?” Freddy’s face was flushed as he shot me an angry stare. 

I cleared my throat, feeling uneasy. We hadn’t reached the final part, but we had crossed some lines that friends shouldn’t. 

How did I explain this mess to him?