Chapter 22. Kissing the Boss

Angelica’s POV

“Dylan? Erickson? Are you there?” I asked as I walked further into the apartment for the first time.

We had been watching movies for some time. I don’t even know when I fell asleep. When I opened my eyes, they were nowhere in sight.

“Look, if you think this is funny, it’s not,” I whispered, the darkness around me making me gulp in fear.

Since we were watching a horror movie, it was my idea to switch off all the lights, but I hadn’t thought that they would play a trick like this with me.

“Angelica, my love,” I heard Dylan, and I turned around, looking at him in pure relief.

“Thank God you finally spoke. I thought you locked me here or something,” I scrunched my brows when he didn’t say anything and just took me to a room.

To say I was surprised would be an understatement. The room was dimly lit in red color, making it look aesthetic. The handcuffs on the bed and whips displayed on the walls caught my attention.

I w