Chapter Fifty Seven..

There’s a confident rap at the door, and I quickly rush to open it. “Did you…” the words get stuck in the back of my throat when my gaze collides with a pair of eyes that make me shudder.

“Hello, pretty.” Mikal snarls viciously with a predatory glint in his eyes.

“Shit!” I curse as I quickly try to slam the door in his face.

But Mikal swiftly lodges his foot between the door and frame, violently jerking the slab of timber that separates us backward. I stumble and land on my ass with an audible thud penetrating my ear canals.

Mikal confidently steps inside as if he belongs here, shaking his head. He clicks his tongue, shifting to lock the door behind him. “That wasn’t very nice.” He says in a childish tone, pouting at me.

Gritting my teeth, “what do you want, Mikal?” I crane my head back and look up at him.

“I have come here to send a message to some people who can't take a hint.” He crouches in front of me and slowly drinks me in with a crazy look in his eyes while he combs his fing