Chapter 32
Nervous, I knocked on his door. I bit my bottom lip as my heart pounded hard against my chest. I fidget my fingers behind my back as nervousness took over my body.
The door opened and it slowly revealed the person standing behind it. I was looking down on the floor.
I saw his bare feet on the carpeted floor.
“Navelle,” he said with a stern voice. I flinched. “Look at me.”
I bit my tongue to suppress myself from talking back rudely to him. Just by the tone of his voice, I am quite sure he isn't in a good mood. I don't want to anger him and endanger myself. I can't just trust someone with anger issues to calmly talk to me if I disrespect him right here, right now. Besides that, he's calling me by my name, a clear sign that he isn't that pleased to see me.
But why did he ca
