IVAN’S POV:
“Listen, I’m running out of patience. She is sleeping now, and I need to be there beside her when she wakes up. So, stop this nonsense and tell us the truth,” Marina asked him with a serious glare, and I looked at her with a WTF look.
That was probably supposed to be my dialogue.
“I didn’t know, girl, that you’re also like me.” That stupid man said something, and before I could comprehend, Mario punched him straight in his jaw.
“Bastard, she is not like you. She is mine.” Hearing Mario, both Marina and I looked at him, confused, not knowing what happened to him.
“He is interested in men, and that’s the reason why he didn’t plan to have her but just kill her after getting that stupid signature,” Mario briefed, and I understood what he must have gone through when capturing him.
I smirked at Mario, but he just glared back at me. Before anyone could say anything this time, Marina’s possessiveness took a form.