Dylan took heavy steps and his shoes clanked on the porcelain tiles as he strutted into the apartment Sandra swerved back in fear and her breath felt uneven, yes she was scared, she was scared of the flared man in front of her.
Is he going to hit her? He had never once laid his hands on her but there are first times for everything.
Is he going to feel disturbed? Different questions with no suitable answers kept running through Sandra's mind but Dylan's husky voice broke into her chain of thoughts.
"Where is he?'Dylan asked in a cold dangerous voice and Sandra swallowed a gallon of saliva in terror.
Dylan gazed at the frightened girl in from of him and he breathed out a frustrated sigh. He was scaring her, he doesn't like that but he can't help it.
"Who is that?"Sandra asked trying to gamble but what she doesn't know is that Dylan's high IQ is higher than the average geniuses and even a dumbass would catch up on what was going on.
