I hate you.

'Edward POV'

After pondering on what I did to Cecelia, I angrily entered my room and lay down on my bed, so that I could sleep.......... but the image of me kissing Cecelia started hunting me.

I forced myself to sleep, but then I woke up again, still thinking about what I did.

I brought out my wrist watch to check what time it's, and found out that it's already half past eight.

At first my spirit didn't allow me to rest, but knowing full well that Mister Black is going to watch over Cecelia, Edward had no other option but to force himself to sleep.

Edward hadn't slept up to an hour when a call suddenly woke him up, causing a frown on his face.

Picking up the phone call, Edward saw that the caller was no other than Mister Black, like why the hell is he calling by this time.

Picking up the phone call, Edward remained silent as he listened to what Mister Black had to say.

"Boss I'm really sorry, but lady Cecelia is kidnapped". Mister Black said.

Edward with the frown still remaining on h