Kylie’s POV
At first, I acted like I didn’t hear the question when it was asked. I continued to fiddle with the phone in my hands when I felt something rest on my lap. His hand caressed my lap softly without uttering any more words or looking into my eyes.
“I saw you with him. I haven’t seen him around you before. The last thing I want to imagine you do is flirt with another under my nose,” he said softly. I wondered how he managed to send his threats through to me with a soft and sensual voice.
As though he knew that I was feeling threatened already, he added “Not to worry dear, I will take good care of you.” His voice was neither stern nor playful. It was just there hanging on a balance that I couldn’t place a definition on.
I shuddered internally at the thought of him finding out.
