Chapter 32: Don't you still love me, Christian?

I stop running the moment I saw it was him; turning around slowly to face him. He stops pulling me as I did and gently removes his strong hand away from my wrist. I hold my right hand as he did; touching the spot his hand was and lower my head ashamed of being caught with one of his men, holding my hand as if we were lovers.

I slowly raise my head staring at him as he gazes at me silently and quickly lowers my head back, staring at the ground instead, afraid of looking him in the eye. As we stood closely facing each other. Raising my head to see him was like trying to look at the top of a mountain. He was so tall, and his body was strong and well built.

He was well dressed in a black pants, and a dark blue shirt that sits perfectly on his body showing his thick muscles, his hard chest, and his 6 pack. His short dark hair was let loose with a stylish brown sunglass within the top of his hair and around his neck, he had on a chain with a silver pendant. He was so handsom