Chapter 16

HANNAH

"Haven't I told you not to enter my room?" I asked Casey, shouting at her, not minding Eliot's hands were still caging me. She should have been surprised to see Eliot and me this intimate. Not the other way around.

But she still had a shock on her face. Perhaps for me suddenly snarling and not bothering to reveal hatred toward her in front of Eliot.

"I put laundry in your closet." She replied after recovering from the shock and then tugging a smile on her lips. Her eyes were directed at Eliot, which caused me to almost spit out.

Why didn't I realize she had her eyes set on him back then?

"Wasn't my order clear? I don't want you near my bedroom. I've already asked someone else to handle it."

"But it was just the laundry."

"Exactly, it was just the laundry." I cut her fast. "I could pick up myself if there was no one but you." I didn't want her. And to emphasize my intention, I stressed the word you.

She shifted her gaze to Eliot as if pleading for his help. And it made me sick o