Chapter 15

RAYMOND’S POV

“Come here,” I beckoned her with my eyes.

I wasn’t stupid enough to buy the bullshit she was spewing. I watched in amusement as she shook her head repeatedly to indicate she wasn’t going to obey.

“I’m talking to you!” I thundered, then paused to rub my perfect jet black hair in frustration.

“You can say whatever you want to say to her here!” Her mother, a shrewd woman with an oval face and very pointy nose, stood up in her daughter’s defense.

My gaze turned icy, and with how frightened they looked, I could tell they sensed the dark aura surrounding me; the air in the room became heavy and oppressive.

Her mother took a few steps backwards when I advanced towards them. I heard the little shrimp whimper when I loomed near.

The fear in her eyes was obvious; she shot them to brace herself for the worst, probably expecting me to rip her into shreds. But that wasn’t what I had in mind at all. Instead, I pulled her out of her mother’s cocoon and tilted her head to meet my