Alaya is jealous

Alex Pov

I stared at my mirror, a smile was on my face, as I remembered yesterday's event.

I couldn't believe that a mighty girl like her was a virgin. If I was told, I would have never believed it.

As I was lost in my happy thoughts, I felt a cold hand on my shoulder, and I tilted my head to face the person.

And to my greatest surprise, it was Alaya, my mistress.

I sighed on seeing her, "what is the matter?" I asked, and she frowned.

"What sort of questions is that? Is my presence a burden to you now?" She asked rhetorical questions.

"What do you want?" I asked again, but this time around, my face was a bit harsh.

"I miss you, my love, you haven't visited me for a while now, and I am forced to think what I shouldn't be thinking," she replied with a baby voice, and gently massaged my shoulder.

"Look, I am not in the mood for any disturbance today!" I replied curtly.

"Well, I came to your room yesterday, but you weren't around," she murmured under her breath.

"I was in Nima's room!" I replied, not hiding the fact that I slept with another woman.

"Nima? As in that ugly face!?" She asked, her voice filled with hatred.