197. Trouble

“Who said I'm hungry for your food!?” Heidi yelled.

Now that her limbs were finally freed, she desired nothing more than to hit him and kick him.

But moving close to him might be her greatest undoing. The man might do something as crazy as caging her in his arms, the way he did last night.

So she took several steps backward, giving him a warning look. “Lucas Harrison, get off my Island. If not, the authorities will toss you out!”

Lucas disregarded her words. “Heidi, please come back. After so many weeks, I finally had a good sleep. Will you not move in with me?”

“Crazy man!!! Maniac!!!” Heidi screamed, taking to her heels. “If you ever come after me again, I'll poke your eyes out!!!”

Her scream receded, its echoes resonating in the Villa's walls.

Lucas dropped his hands, his eyes straying to the bed, a subtle and mischievous smile forming on his lips.

Picking up his phone, he entered the phone's gallery and tapped into some photos.

Not only did she look cute sleeping, but she also lo