Hansel sneered. “Quite impressive, Miranda. You seem to be having a good time, surrounding yourself with men.” His tone became vicious.” Who was that guy just now? What were you two doing upstairs?”

Miranda’s smile vanished. She tried to break free as her wrist hurt from his vise–like grip, but Hansel’s brute strength was too great. The more she struggled, the tighter he held on.

“Hansel, let go of me!” Miranda cried.

“Answer me first!”

Miranda ...