Aurora Blaine paused for a moment; in the man's embrace, there was a faint scent of tobacco, a fragrance not usually found on him.
Maverick Knight didn't have a smoking habit, Aurora knew that.
She remembered Ethan Bell mentioning that Maverick only smoked when he was in a bad mood or had something on his mind.
Aurora gently spoke, "Boss."
She moved slightly, trying to get up.
But the hand on her waist tightened its grip, not giving her the chance.
An intravenous drip was attached to Maverick Knight's hand; with any random movement, blood could easily flow back, not to mention the force he's using now.
Aurora dared not move again, feeling like she was leaning against a hot water bottle.
She had never seen Maverick so sick; how did he become so ill within just a few days?
Maverick was awake now, his eyes lacking the usual coldness. Perhaps due to his illness, there was a hint of mystery in them, still unfathomable and hard to decipher.
