"Do you think I’m capable of doing that, Ara?" He asked, softly squeezing her ass. "But I won’t want karma to come running behind me to bite me if I play with a father’s piece of mind." He explained his point to her. Tiara knew he was doing the right thing, but he was being unfair to him.

"Find a solution then," she hissed.

"I have one, but that is not possible."

"What’s it?"

"That you have to stay quiet tonight or till the time Uncle and Aunt are here," Wylder suggested. "But we don’t know how loud you’re."

Tiara hit his arms before speaking, "I thought you like it...