Chapter 38

ROMAN

We are back on my private jet in the evening, heading home, half the day was a complete disaster, she was restless and agonizing to get away, and we ended up just arriving at her parents' house and picking up our things after saying goodbye to them.

I know well how much Rebecca messes with my wife's nerves and I narrowly thought she was going to explode for good, at the table I reckoned with the fact that she would surely hit Rebecca in the face with great pleasure, I wouldn't stop it, unless of course Rebecca proved to be a physical threat to my fiancée, no one puts their hands on her on my supervision.

She is mine.

That thought warms me in a very different way, I arrived here in Spain a few days ago with the almost dead hope that things would work out, she ran away from Seattle and seemed very determined not to talk to me at all, my relief when she finally put everything out was comparable to overwhelming, at that moment I would even accept her hitting me in the face if it mea