Mia’s pov
Jonathan didn’t look up from his laptop again and he didn’t say another word either. I stood by his desk, arms folded behind me and I didn’t realize I had been tapping my feet against the floorboard until he glanced at my legs.
“That’s an annoying way to call someone’s attention.” His tone showed how disgusted he was.
I lost my patience and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him out of the study and down the stairs, ignoring his frantic attempts to free himself from my grip.
“Don’t bloody make me repeat myself you spoiled little brat!” I yelled.
But of course, that was all in my head after all. I exhaled softly and ran my fingers through my hair.
“I’m sorry. Now please would you come with me or not?” I asked again and he closed his laptop.
“You had better not be wast
