Hazel was not happy with the news. She thought she had more time to find a way to get to his phone, but now, she needed to do it immediately before he left.
"What is it? Are you not happy?" Ranon tilted his head, sensing her discontent.
"Of course, I am not happy. I am being trapped here while you go out," Hazel replied sullenly.
"I am working," Ranon stated simply.
"I know; but what's the logic in that? Your family is in danger. You know that they targeted the Leightons, but you go out without any second thoughts. You need to understand that you are also in danger. You only have one life. Do you really think you are bulletproof?"
Ranon wiped a bit of cream from Hazel's lips and then licked his finger. To Hazel, his action felt undeniably sexy, despite the tension lingering in the air.
Gosh, how could she live without him? To hell with the contract!
