Rose was in a daze, her jaw-dropping. This man had chiseled features and a defined body. He looked more handsome than all the male celebrities on TV combined. And he was so intimidating, like a lion.

Cristelle could only answer his question, “Nothing, really. My aunt and my cousin said they worried about me. That’s it.”

She could feel Linford’s intense gaze without looking up, hoping secretly that he would leave soon.

Linford had seen what had happened earlier, but he didn’t want to ...