Milla Will POV
"Where the hell are you, Milla?"
Everyone at the dining table, including myself, jumped in surprise at the sudden outburst. It was clear that having breakfast in the early morning was not going to be pleasant.
My gaze landed on Austin as he descended the stairs, looking furious like a raging bull. This was not an uncommon sight.
But why was he so intimidating and shouting like that? Was it because I had just stormed out of his room, hitting him where it hurt? Could that be the reason?
I tried to hide myself, hoping he wouldn't notice me, but who was I kidding? He was "The Austin," able to spot me even when no one else could. In the two years, I last tried to escape so many times, but I never succeeded. He could find me and bring me back within minutes, as if it were c
