Christian's POV
With a slight grin, I push the door wider, urging him to get past it. He walks out looking back in fear. I laugh inside me to see him this way before but the laughter doesn't reflect on my face.
"Bye! " I wave, mocking him by the very nature of the side I sit. I thought he had gone totally when he turned and stared at me with sorrowful eyes, pulling me into a confused state. What again?
"You are happy assaulting me but you would weep a lot of tears."
A loud sigh escapes my throat, I thought it was something important he was gonna say. His statement doesn't scare me anywhere, he is not the type of person to make me afraid, instead I'm the one.
"How dare you come into my house and accuse me, the owner of the house that I slapped you with, whatever anger and h
