Shawn lowered his upper body and hunched over the girl in such a way that his head came to the same level as hers. He looked sternly into her eyes in an imposing manner.

He didn’t give a fuck why she was drinking this late at night—it was not his business—but this was his house. Plus, who gave her the permission to touch his belongings? Why did she tamper with his cellar?

All of a sudden, “ah!” Mia gasped.

“Max? Is that you? Max!”

With a swift movement of her hands, she dug ...