Chapter 18. He’s Insane!

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I tried pulling his hands apart to no avail, he really is begging on his knees, *“Sir, you’re being ridiculous, please get up this is not going to make me not quit, that part is already determined,”* I refuted, having said that last part made something in my chest twinge, much like heartburn. I think Mr. Reign is making sickness worse.

He paused, eyes trained on me with a clenched of his jaw.

I met his gaze and a few seconds later; he shuffled on his knees to move away from the bed. I sighed in relief knowing that he was finally done with his shenaniga~AH!

Not only did he not get up, he actually bowed his head on the floor–sure he has nice carpets–BUT THIS IS TOO MUCH! I fully got off the bed and stood behind him to pull his shoulder and force him to stand up.

BUT THIS MAN DEFINITELY GOES TO THE GYM.

Not even by giving it my 101% strength was I able to move him. He