“Emmalyn’s POV”
“I know sexy. I know everything. But trust me, it’s not...,” without letting him complete his sentence, I punched in his face, causing him to step a few inches back, “don’t you dare to address me with whatever you wish to!”
Rubbing one of his hands against the bruised area on his left cheek, he inched a little closer, “ok madam. Will you please let me explain?”
Oops, I wasn’t expecting him to respond to this calmly. Though my ego was huge which made me withdraw my gaze from him as if I had no interest in what he was about to say.
“Well, my name is Treycen Martins. I’m not the only son of the one your gang members happened to kill. There’s one more and he is searching for you.” Hearing his statement, I gulped.
“Then tell the truth to your brother.”
“I tried, but he
