Chapter Twenty Nine
Errors in your actions depict a grave danger.
“Rayce f*****g Humphrey!”
Confused to her sudden screams, Rayce walked to the bedroom to see her fuming expression as she faced her condition on her large mirror. A smile crept into his face, not knowing why she was still not used to how she wanted to be treated when they were in the bedroom. The hickeys all over her skin were not his fault—she wanted that and begged him for it.
He smiled, “It’s Aeira, and not Humphrey.”
“What do you mean?” she frowned.
“Rayce f*****g Ae—”
“Shh!” she run towards him, covering his mouth as her eyes glazed all over him, “You know that we have classes today and you choose to do this.”
Rayce leaned on the doorway, raising a brow at the woman, “Is it not you
