Chapter 5

As they stepped into the study, Killian was still seething with anger.

He gestured accusingly at Anastacia, his voice filled with rage. "Didn't I warn you to stay away from my wife? What gives you the right to show up at my house at this time?"

Unfazed by his outburst, Anastacia boldly reached for the sash of Killian's robe.

"The car's too cramped at night, and you weren't satisfied either. Mr. Barnes, someone's brought you a late-night treat, yet you're still so grumpy," she said playfully.

With a mischievous grin, she added suggestively, "You wouldn't turn down a snack delivered right to you, would you?"

Killian gaped at her in shock and tried to stop her, his voice strained. "Have you lost your mind? This is my house, and my wife is sleeping just across the hallway!"

Anastacia, unintimidated, paused briefly before continuing to remove her coat.