Chapter Fourteen

Victor stood by the window, wondering what the hell had happened. He hadn't moved from the same spot since watching Marcus’s limo drive away. He licked his lips, tasting the lingering fragrance of ginger mixed with Marcus.

Fuck, why is he quitting now? Victor didn’t want to say it, but he felt that Marcus's reason for quitting did not sound plausible. Victor felt that something was off.

“Are you okay?”