Chapter 287 That Time We Sounded Like Fucking Idiots

• Elizabeth’s pov
• I glanced at his hands gripping my arms and he quickly retracts them, now dangling them by his side. I could tell from the way he fisted and released his hands that he was burning to touch me and probably itching to fuck some words into me.
• But really, did I learn my lesson when he fucked me against the vanity last night and literally told me he would die a million times over for me?