Big Ben dusted his feet, in an attempt to pace. But held himself back just after one step, and turned to Valentina.
"I should probably have told you before I left," big Ben began in a somber voice. "Bug, I didn't have the chance to do that. Once the contract was sealed, I had to leave the States. But I can't tell you everything right now. You'll just have to trust me."
"If you want me to trust you, you'll tell me why you've just accused my fiance of wishing me bad."
Big Ben ran a frustrated hand through his hair. He knew how stubborn Valentina was. He practically instilled that stubbornness in her.
However, it was biting him in the ass now.
