OPHIELA.
The moment the question leaves my mouth, I want to slap myself.
Killian takes another step toward me, closing the small distance between us until my back meets the tiled wall. My breath catches as he reaches up and gently tilts my face toward his with one finger, forcing me to meet his eyes.
"We have a mutual agreement, and of course I should care about you," he murmurs, the anger hasn't completely disappeared from his expression, but it has softened into something that makes my heart beat strangely fast. "And I'm not gonna let people keep doing s**t to you. If someone happens to you, you tell me. I don't care if you think it's stupid, and I don't care if you think it's not serious enough to bother me. If someone does s**t to you, you f*****g tell me."
I stare at him, complete
