"Touch her and you're dead."
There was a hissing sound that got out of Keith's mouth, filled with promise. Of course, the promise is not in any way positive. It was a threat to the caller's life. Not even one person doubted his statement, that includes the man who is on the other line. In fact, he could feel the full pressure of Keith's words. It was directed at him after all.
Aevahn sighed as he glanced at the unconscious woman lying on the bed. He saw that Wynter's clothes didn't fully cover her whole body. The shirt she was wearing had slipped upward, showing more flesh than intended. Her long creamy legs were out on the open and if it was some other men who could see her appearance right now, they might have done something outrageous.
'And this man's threats would bore fruit by then…'
