Field Mouse or Gremlin?

Mila wished not to open her eyes anymore. Ever since the news about her pregnancy spread like wildfire, she had yet to tell Zyran that it wasn't her. And now she was on his body. What if he squeezed her neck out of anger and hate? That was understandable.

Mila wanted to travel to the other side of the moon from here. What was she going to say when she opened her eyes? That she was trying to escape? Or that she was touring the Penthouse but through the window since she was poor?

"Open your eyes, or I'll throw you down," Zyran didn't hesitate to prove his point when he tried to let her go.

Mila jerked up, scrambling out of his hands. She stood on her own, fixing the back of her neck properly so it sat on her side. She kept her eyes down, trying to think of a good excuse to explain her situation. When she didn't hear anything from Zyran, she wondered if he was fuming.