CHAPTER 030
She heard his deep breaths, felt his overwhelming aura, he was furious… so mad. She could feel it to her bones, Yanarym gulped and retained her cool. "Marcus, are you waiting for me?" Why is he in the dark? He looks scarier in this background! She aggrieved and walked into the house. She wanted to sprint to her room.
"Did you have dinner?" He asked casually—at least that was what he was trying to portray but it came out in an angry tone.
Yanarym flinched, "I already ate." She answered shortly and continued her steps. I will be heading to my room now, good—ah!" She shrieked in terror, the next second, she found herself pinned on the wall. Matteo was towering over her, intimidating her. "You're h-hurting me, why are you slamming me on the wall?"
His eyes darted daggers, he was glaring with so much resentment to her eyes.
