Chapter 0210

Amelia's pov

Alarm bells ring in the back of my head when his question flutters over me. This is what a creepy stalker would ask, a murderer, someone who comes to collect everything bad would ask....and those alarm bells in the back of my mind are not because I fear his question...

It's because I am now instantly aware that my response will shift something in this room. Telling him yes would mean that I am admitting that the guy who seems to set me on fire is alone here with me...in my home. Alone. Breaths apart.

Put some fucking distance Amelia.

I step back, his eyes pin me down.

" No, Dad is," I swallowed, now so aware of how alone I really am in this house with Raiden. " Asleep in his room," the lie wasn't smooth because my damn voice shook. And I believe he took note of it. Of course, he did. Raiden was a guy who didn't let anything pass him, clearly.

His eyes cloud over, but the emotion is hard to read. Like always it's hard to read. But so are mine because I can hide things