Chapter 32
- “Why? I think he’s nice and doesn’t do anything to me.”
- Reyhan chuckled while rolling his eyes; he imitated me, you rich, handsome master copycat. I snorted, watching him imitate my habit when I was irritated.
- “He’s after mine, Mikaila,” he guessed, my confusion growing; then I understood; the overprotective master is here now.