Chapter 163

Sasha's POV

"Friends." I answered Valentino’s question quietly.

"It doesn’t seem like just friends," he said, frowning, jealousy clear in his eyes and voice.

"Good friend, good guy," I said after thinking about it, trying to explain.

"Stay away from him. I don’t like him," Valentino said firmly.

He hated that guy. He was too close to me, and it bothered him how we joked around. I could tell he was jealous. I didn’t act this way with him, and that upset him.

"If you don’t like him, that’s your problem. He’s my friend," I said, feeling irritated at his sudden anger.

Just because he didn’t like someone, did that mean I had to stop being friends with them?

I didn’t have many friends to begin with, and I wasn’t going to cut ties with someone I got along with.

Valentino stared at me with angry, intense eyes. "I said no. You’re my wife now, you can’t hang around other men."

Wife... sure, I was his wife. But by that logic, should I stop talking to any man? And yet, he could see Sandra?

I was