Chapter 23: Hopeful Talk or Death Fight

P.O.V Lionel

Slipping my hand away from her waist, I lightly smiled and turned towards the window. Settling myself there, on the window sill, I looked back at both of them. They were looking at me like I was a saint, there to help them out of their problems.

"Any explanations?" Leo asked as Caitlin's dad.

"Why?" I cocked my head, raising my eyebrow.

"I mean... What the... was... how... I mean..." Leo couldn't make any explanation himself. That was why everybody feared me in the business field. I made them confused with their own questions, and that was quite simple to do. I finally chuckled at his condition.

"Shut up!" He glared at me. I rolled my eyes.

"Well, it wasn't totally my fault. She dragged me in." I pointed my finger at Caitlin, who was still smiling at the floor. "She forced me into this."