Tricia POV

I rushed into my room and bursted into laughter, remembering what happened in the shop. How Cherry was chased out by the gun, although I couldn't see the person with the gun.

"Her expression was damn," I said, laughing.

I felt someone spying on me, so I took the initiative to look toward the door, where I saw Morgan standing. As his rules applied, I went down on my knees as he approached.

"Very well," he said. "You should be tired of your stubbornness."

My lips pouted as I ...