Morgan POV

"Is it all because of my show of affection?" I asked when Tricia got up. "I only do that to keep you calm."

Her eyes became watery as she looked at me.

"You love me...," she said and I bit my lip.

If I were to love, which would mean me also going against my rules, it definitely wouldn't be Tricia, the daughter of a murderer.

Thinking of the word Murderer, I smiled. People would also say that I am a murderer.

On my part, I deal with them. I don't kill them, but they die ...