James
He didn’t want her to work. What was so f*****g hard to understand about that? James thought in irritation. He’d provide everything for her, even a regular income. He was a generous man when it came to a person he adored, and Mia was definitely one of those people. So why the f**k did she behave like he’d crushed her heart when he refused to let her return to Mystic Spring, which was no longer her home?
“f**k!” he swore under his breath as he raked his fingers through his thick, dark hair.
Was she really going to defy him and return to the small town? What with that two hundred bucks of hers? Furthermore, her sick bastard of an uncle was still on the loose, prowling the country, searching for her and her brother. He had no doubt the maniac would kidnap Mia if he found her. f**k, d
