Chapter 77

Angie pov

Somehow his voice calmed my nerves but also sent a chill to my spine that I shivered.

I found myself hauling towards him, and slipping my ass on the chair beside him.

With a pouted lips, and an apologetic tone I scowled. “You don’t order me like you own every bit of me, old man.”

The air was eerily silent at my words, and cold seeped on my shoulders when he didn’t utter a word. My heart plummeted to my tummy the moment I caught a glimpse of a sly grin tugging at the corner of his lips.

Why do I have a weird feeling that...