Fortunately, he ultimately reined in those thoughts of his and didn't make a move.
Otherwise, it would have been a shame; she would have had to temporarily lose a little partner.
But as regrettable as it would have been, she wouldn't have regretted it if it had come to that.
Of course, since he hadn't done anything in the end, she naturally wouldn't do anything to him.
It was normal to have such thoughts. After all, no one wanted to be controlled by others; it was a perfectly natural impulse.
But if he had actually gone through with it, that would have been a different story entirely.
"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Andrew Shaw looked at Stella Sterling in confusion, not understanding why her gaze made his skin crawl.
For a moment, it felt as if he had been targeted by something. It was terrifying—more terrifying than ever before.
'Could she have sensed my intentions from just now?'
'Or did I do something that made her notice something was off?'
