Chapitre 135: A Possessive Man

"I have something to say..." I pursed my lips, my expression serious and tone stern.

"Yes, what is it?" Cain asks with nonchalant smirk on his face, judging by the aloof tone of his voice.

"Why... Why did you insist to get in the bathtub with me as well!? Didn't you say you were just going to take a shower and leave?" I exclaimed, slamming my palms against the water's surface as Cain laughs with amusement from my tantrum.

"I had forgotten your room came with an attached bathroom. Were you simply going to toss me out after I took care of you in, oh... So... Many... Ways." Cain intentionally drags out the last few words with a low rumble, his fingers on the other end, sensually trailing against my chest before gently tilting my head upwards before leaning against my back.