I LOVE HER BUT I AM NOT SURE IF I DO.

Ethan was sitting at the fancy chair meant for the guest.



He spotted Angelina, strolling into the mansion, holding hands with Conner by her side.



The expression in his face changed to a frown that made him looks sad.



He did admit he felt jealous, seeing her holding hands with Conner.



His expression flashed into a smile as he admire Angelina amazing look.



From afar he could sight how glamorous the dress fits on her, it revealed her perfect shape, her curve and her beautiful face.



Her hair were dangling across her shoulders, down to her back, making her look attractive in his eyes.



He couldn’t take his eyes off her for one bit, he kept on scanning her glowing skin.



Reel who was sitting opposite him, didn’t seems to have noticed until he spoke up and said.



“You should try this, it taste so good”



He said, stretching a roasted chicken towards him.



He didn’t get a respond from him and he fixed his gaze at him, glancing at him.



“Ethan”



He called his name but he didn’t respond.



He noticed Ethan wasn’t sparing him a glance at all as his eyes was staring forward.



He traced his gaze and figured out he was staring at Angelina.



Crowd hovered around them and it made it uneasy for him to see her.



“Ethan!”



He yelled as he hit him on the shoulder.



“What the…”



Ethan turned towards him, glaring angrily as he gaze at him.



“Fuck?”, Reel completed his stated before he could even finish it. “Tell me man, why are your eyes all over her?”, He asked.



Ethan scoffed, he grabbed the drink on the table and drank it.



“You don’t have to pretend man, I am your friend”, He said and pulled his chair closer to the table so he could reach him.



He placed his hand on he’s shoulder and glance at him.



“And I know when you are in love”, Reel added, whispering to his hearing.



He gulp in hard and dropped the glass on the table.



“That’s insane, I can’t be in love”



Ethan denied.



“Yes, you are right Ethan”, He said and Ethan stare at him awkwardly. “You are insane because you are in love”, Reel said, grinning at him.



“That’s a lie”, Ethan whacked his hand off his shoulder. “I am not in love, stop saying nonsense”, He protest.



“I am gonna prove it to you”



“And how?”



“Look, Conner is kissing her”

Reel exclaimed.



“What!”



Ethan stood up quickly and turned but didn’t see anything of such happening.



He scanned the hall but couldn’t find either Conner or Angelina.



Reel began laughing at him, pointing at him as he laughed hard.



“So I was right, you really love her”, He teased.



Ethan heaved a sigh, realizing he had been fooled.



“Alright you got me, I love her but I am not sure if I really do”, He said as he sat down on the chair.



“I know you came here because of her”



“How’d you know?”



“Because you are my friend Ethan, you can’t lie to me”



Reel said as he focused on the plate of chicken on the table.







“Sir, this way”



A man dressed as a waiter came in and bowed, pointing at the stairs, behind the hall.



Conner smirk as he followed the direction that was pointed, dragging Angelina along.



The stroll up the stairs and with the direction given to them by the server they reached a room and entered.



It was like a office room.



A huge table was at the middle of the room and chairs at each side of the table.



“Sir, feel comfortable in here”



The servant said and bowed his head before leaving.



The room was quiet, making Angelina curious as she wondered why they were brought here.



She felt a harsh pain in her arm, she turned to see Conner gripping her arm.



She was lucky the dress she’s wearing it’s a long sleeve, her skin would have been rip off with the way his piercing his finger dip inside her arm.



“I hope you remember the rules?”, Conner asked why gazing at her.



“Yes”, Angelina respond, closing her eyes and wishing he would just let go of her arm.



“Good”. Conner said with a smirk on his lips, before plugging his hands off her.



He dipped his hands into he’s pocket as he stroll towards the table.



He pulled one of the chairs out and sat down, while Angelina stood back,, gazing at the ground in fear.



“Come here”



He ordered as her heart bump in fear.



Angelina obeyed, strolling towards him.



“Stand behind me”



She nodded and stroll behind the chair.



The door opened and a unfamiliar lady appeared, holding a middle aged man in her arm.



The man looks in his fifties, on a black suit. He has a beard all over his face, showing how aged he is.



The lady holding his arm looks younger and beautiful, she was putting on a short red dress, sleeveless that it revealed her cleavage.



“Hello, Conner”, Davina said to Conner before glancing at Angelina. “And to the unknown lady over there, ugh”, She said, sounding irritated.



Conner stood up, ”She’s my wife Davina”



“What?...”, Davina tried to speak but was interrupted.



“And I won’t say it again”, Conner added coldly which sounded rude.



“How can you be married Conner!”, Williams yelled, sounding angrily and curious.



“Yes and as you can see, Angelina Connery is my wife”



Conner said, grabbing her waist and pulling her into his arm.



She felt nervous, feeling his hand pressing her waist and it made her feel insecure.



“Conner, but you love me”, Davina said, almost breaking down in tear.



“I never did”, Conner retort.



“What of all those time we spend together Conner, how can you leave me for her?”, Davina said, her voice were fading away as her eyes welled up in tears.



“It means nothing to me because I never loved you!”



“Enough Conner”, Williams asserted in anger.



“And who gave you the right to speak Williams?”



Conner inquired, glaring at him.



Angelina became frightened, seeing how Conner spark in anger.



His looks were threatening and deadly that made her wants to run out of his arms.



She gulped in, starting at everyone of them.



William lowered his voice and said, ”Conner, can we at least talk this out”



“There is nothing to talk about”, Conner said.



“Please tell her to leave, she doesn’t needs to know about this”, William said , in a pleading tone while Davina wouldn’t stop glaring at Angelina.



She was clenching her fist as she glare at her in anger.



Conner gaze at Angelina, raising his brow, ordering her to leave.



She noticed the look on his face and knew she has to leave. Angelina scurried out of the room as he released his grip on her waist.

She locked the door shut behind her.

She heaved a sigh of relief, placing her hand on her chest to feel it beating rapidly.

She stroll towards the stair and descended downstairs.