And on the other side, he jerked and stood upon his place abruptly ready to attack whoever snatched his imaginary daughter. Yeah! What else I can say. She would be his imaginary daughter if he had developed a lovely feeling towards my baby over a night. He won't get the real answer unless my mouth decides to betray me.

"Shit Riya! What the hell is wrong with you?" He shouted.

"What are you trying to do now, Mr. Miller?" I spat angrily.

He raked his hair through his finger ...