270 Why Is He...Happy?

Avelina lifted her eyes and looked into his. 

"I'm sorry," she apologized. 

Draven took a deep breath, composing himself. He gently wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a tight hug. He buried his face in her neck, exhaling softly and shutting his eyes. 

"You are married to me, Avelina. You are mine for now, no one else's."

He pulled his head back to look at her face, and as he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but lock on her reddish plump lips.

"I don't know what is wrong with me, Avelina, but I do not want to see you with another man." He breathed heavily. "I have never felt this way before. It makes me feel like I am going insane. I hate this feeling so much because it caused me to almost get violent," he whispered to her, tenderly caressing her lower lip.