He entered the room first, opening the door. He stood near the door and returned her gaze.

When she walked in, he shut the door and locked it behind him.

She heard the door lock and was going to turn around when he grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the room. He flung her onto the bed and leaned in.

"What are you attempting to do?" she was nervous.

"What are your thoughts?"

"You … Don't be reckless."

"Wasn't it you who started the recklessness?" Wills Waltson's face was tense: "What do you mean, don't contact me again in the future, hmm?" Why didn't you say goodbye before you...