Reilley's POV
I am disturbed by the fact that that evil Deavon knows where I live. How did he fucking know my place?
And it's not just that. He's buying all our root crops? For what? What does he want now? Does invading my personal space not enough? Does he have to go further and involved my family?
No. This will not do. That devil needs to have a piece of my mind. I'll make sure that he'll know his place this time.
I immediately went to my study table and get his remote. This is the one that he gave so I can have access in his room. I am not interested to go in his room, but this thing will be useful tonight.
That dick.
I put it in my pockets and rushed to his place. He isn't thag far. I just have to walk a few steps until I reach the next building to mine. This is where spoiled brats like him are contained.
My hands are cold as I cross the dark hallway. It has always been quest at night especially at 3 AM. But I don't care.
I frowned when I'm finally in front of his door. He's inside