Chapter - 46
"You are looking at me like you want a third round, my Lady," Leo broke the silence, as a smirk played on his lips. "But I think your legs might disagree with your ambition."
Seraphine's face flushed a deep, lovely crimson. She buried her face in his chest to hide her embarrassment, hitting his arm playfully with a closed fist.
She looked like a teenage girl in love rather than a mature, refined woman.
"You are a beast, Mr Leo," she mumbled into his skin. "A complete monster. I can barely move my hips. I feel... so sore."
"Good," Leo said.
He reached down, grabbing her chin and gently forcing her to look up at him. His expression wasn't apologetic, instead he looked satisfied with her response.
"I wanted to leave a mark," he told her, his eyes boring into hers, "I wanted to make sure that every time you move today, every time you take a step, every time you sit down on your husband's cushioned chairs, you feel the ache. I wanted to make sure you think of me."
