"Melody," Hans Montrose looked at her with a pained expression, "can't you leave me with some dignity?"
Melody Thorne stopped in her tracks and turned back, "Then tell me, what's really going on with you?"
Hans Montrose's gaze on her kept changing, then his eyes fell to her lips, his large hand moved naturally to her waist, his body pressed tightly, "Don't think that just because I haven't done anything to you, it means I've let you go. If you want to know the truth, how about a kiss as the price? Hmm?"
Melody Thorne clenched her hands. Apart from Jared Quinn, she had never been kissed by anyone.
But she knew Hans Montrose would definitely not kiss her, definitely not. Although Hans liked to threaten her, he would never actually kiss her, especially with how seriously ill he was now.
