Chapter 224 Fucked Up

• Adea
• Everything about this man made my stomach drop and my hackles rise. I had this image of him and in my mind, I had these little folders of every indiscretion he’d done to me since the moment we met. And whenever he did something that didn’t fall under how I saw him, or didn’t match any of his previous behaviors, all of my brain cells went running in different directions. Trying to figure out what this meant, what did Shane mean by his actions.
• Dragging me out of the VIP room, practically buck naked, was one of those things. What did I file this under? Was he being an alpha-hole, or was he actually being sweet to me? Was I seeing another side of him, or was this a trick? Could I even trust my judgment anymore? I slammed my fists down on his back, refusing to let my mind begin that downward spiral it always did when it came to Shane. Of course, he showed no signs of even hurting or feeling anything.