Chapter 62: The Beast – Part ll

• "Fine then. You wouldn't mind if he initiated the next kiss we had. You wouldn't care if he touched me, everywhere. If he made me scream his name." Onyx slowly turned around, and Ophelia smirked.
• "Don't say it." Her smirk broadened as he warned through gritted teeth.
• "So you don't mind if he f*ucks me?" She questioned, shaking her head and walking past him. Onyx was practically shivering in his seat, enraged. His hands were balled up, his eyes were closed, and his jaw twitched.