CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN
I had barely sat on my chair, when the door flung open with Niran walking in like he was about to scare the life out of some poor man’s soul. I already knew why he had that hard look on his face and that was thanks to Angie’s reckless mouth.
“Niran, I didn’t-“ He cut me off with a kiss and there was nothing gentle with the way his lips were moving again mine, punishing me with the whirlwind of passion. My eyes fell shut, enjoying the way he kissed me with just the right amount of possessiveness. It turned me on and not just physically but emotionally too, in a way I couldn’t comprehend but I loved it.
“What was that for? I mean, I’m not complaining or anything but-“ He cut me off again, as he grabbed my face, staring at me hard.
“You are mine, Beck. Only mine and if
