[randy]
“Thanks.”
I forced a smile. And watched Tyrone’s bodyguard closed the car’s door.
He did not smile back.
Nor glanced at me.
Well, what should I expect from him? or them?
They arre trained to be professional.
And as far as I can remember, Thorne would not allow his bodyguards to look at me nor have a conversation.
That’s how possessive and dominating he was.
I snapped out from my thoughts as I heard a sound originated from my son’s cellphone. He’s playing one of those famous online games.
Which I’m not very fond of. Because they are too loud.
But for Randorne, they are somewhat okay.
Randorne felt my gaze. He looked at me and smiled timidly. “Are you okay, mom?”
Yeah. Why wouldn’t I?
“Mommy’s fine, baby,” I smiled.
He squinted his eyes. Randorne intently star
