Rhett’s POV

Sitting on the sofa with my bank account balance and nothing to do, I was waiting for Akira because she didn’t respond to my messages. I ran my hand back through my hair severally because I wondered what explanation she was going to give this time.

She walked in rubbing her neck excessively then she was stunned to see me in the living room because the whole place was dark.

“You scared me.” She stuttered, her voice barely audible.

“Yes I did scare you. And you did a ...