Book 4: Won’t Let You Leave

Sydney's POV

All the fight left my body, realizing the seriousness of the situation. He had every reason to be annoyed with me. I was an added headache to him. Then why wasn’t he allowing me to leave? 

“Why do you care? Why are you sheltering me?” I murmured in a dazed state. My secret was out, and I had no other option left than to depend on him. 

He scoffed and walked out without answering me. “I’ll get your dinner. Don’t even think of escaping. My eyes are on you.” 

The door closed on my face, and I gaped at it in confusion. His behavior was so bipolar, I couldn’t figure him out at all. Who wanted to embrace trouble? A clash with my dad was nothing but trouble. Then why didn’t he let me leave? 

I sat at the dining table and peered out through the window blinds. All the guests were back from the cruise, and they were having a barbecue party near the beach. Did Killian join them? I longed to go, too. 

Wit