Chapter 95

Joyce's POV

"Did he really stare at me like that or was it just my imagination?" I asked myself as I made dinner in the kitchen. The scene of Adrian pulling me into his embrace kept replaying in my head. I just couldn't get it off my mind no matter how hard I tried.

First, he called me his woman; now, he was unabashedly flirting with me. I guess I would have to talk things out with him the next day to avoid misunderstanding.

But,why was my heart beating so wildly?....

A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts.

"Who could it be?" I muttered to myself. I walked out of the kitchen, straight to the living room and glanced at the wall clock- it was 9pm already. "For safety and security, I had a strict rule of keeping my door locked from this time until morning. Tonight was no different so I decided to ignore it.

I turned to head to Rafael's room,when another knock caused me to halt. It was louder this time and I couldn't ignore it anymore. Maybe it was Adrian... Wait, why was I even think