Chapter Fourteen

Brody's POV

"What are you doing here?" I asked and fear gripped her. She was definitely trying to be bold but it was not helping matters.

"I'm here...."

I interrupted. "What are you doing here late at night? It's already 12pm." I told him and she gasped.

I was already fuming with anger but I was able to control my anger because we were not truly dating or in love with each other. How would a responsible woman be found in a man's house late at night, not just any man but her therapist?

"You don't have the right to make me feel like an object." She said.

I chuckled and responded nicely. "I'm not making you feel like an object." 

She frowned. "We just signed a contract but you're already monitoring my activities, did we agree on that?" She asked annoyed.

"I should be angry and not you." I muttered.

"And why shouldn't I be angry? Don't make me regret signing your contract." She remarked, a serious yet threatening tone lacing her voice.

"Y