Chapter 15

"Let me guess, I'm in trouble because your henchman forced me into your car? And why are you so obsessed with me? If you're bored, you could always help me wash my teddy bears every week," Roselle retorted, peering out the tinted window. She tried to discern their destination, but the darkness outside offered no clues. "You need to learn some manners when you're around me," Dylan stated, his gaze stern.