Chapter17: Come With Me

"M-my dad, h-he's in Milan," Delilah replied timidly. James frowned and stayed to stare at Delilah. "He tricked me. Now you have to pay for it!" Delilah was more perplexed. What happened exactly? "I swear, Mr. J. I gave the money to my father, and he said he would give it back to you." James sighed and understood now. Mark had deceived him and his daughter. He must run away by now. James loosened his grip on Delilah. He walked closer to Delilah, who was afraid to retreat. James didn't stop until he barred Delilah up with his dominant height. "Today, I want my money back. I don't care who took your money. I want mine now!" James growled in a low, scary tone. Delilah trembled to scare and sobbed by shaking her head. "I ... please give me more time, Mr. J. I don't have the money now," Delilah sobbed petitely. She was making James' heart thump faster. He had never felt that way. No tears could make him melt, but now everything is changed. "I want my money," James gritted still in the same