Do you want me to suck you?

Mr. Lexington threw a glance at Erika, one that made her shiver quite noticeably.

“You're against the marriage between them both?” The priest asked, seeming to be confused too.

Erika opened her mouth to speak but Mr. Lexington cleared his throat once more.

A silent warning to her.

Everyone watched as Erika sat back down slowly, shaking her head and asking the priest to continue.

She clenched her fist so tightly, digging her nails into her palm.

“What were you thinking?” Her mother asked, slapping her thigh lightly.

“You need to get rid of whatever feeling you have for Killian. He isn't the rich billionaire he was,” she said and Erika pouted.

She knew all about that, and she was certain that she wouldn't want to be married to a blind crippled.

Killian being blind was one thing, and his being both blind and crippled was another.

Ruelle turned back to the priest asking him to continue.

They had already wasted a few minutes because of Erika.

She was tired and just wanted to go