Bethel knows what Harry is capable of doing to her and just the thought of it had panic closing down her throat.

"You don't ever come in here, Bethel. Ever. Because I will truly kill you if you get close to my daughter" he repeated once more.

She nodded,trying to drag in breaths.

He released his tight hold on her neck and bethel could swore she felt relief in her spines.

The moment he left her neck,she took to her heels,but not until his hoarse voice stopped her.

"To my room".

Her heart beat in her chest,she doesn't know what to expect,maybe it's his usual sex craving.

She obeyed and...