chapter 15

Alessandro Sinclair was menacing.

He was everything I was supposed to stay away from as a teen and as a wife. The piece of candy I wasn't allowed to have because it was bad for me. The more I couldn't have it the more I wanted it. I was going to be the reason my marriage was going to fall into shambles and break.

I'd already cheated by dreaming of him touching me. Touching myself and wanting my hands to be his hands. Being touched and wanting him instead of the man I tied my life to. I tried to miss Oliver. I tried to feel anything I did when I was younger with him, but I didn't.

I turned my car off and sighed. Leave it at home, I reminded myself. Deal with it later, it's about Brinda and Bella right now. I grabbed my purse and stepped outside, my Christian Louboutin's sounding against the concrete. I wore cropped red slim fit pants, a black lace top that was tucked in and a matching red blazer, my hair was in its natural curls once again.

I didn't have to be searched anymore, thank G