67. The threat would be gone.

No one's POV 

Stella settled on the couch. Her appetite was dead. The vague and unclear idea toward her feelings made Stella tired. She was suddenly engulfed by laziness that did not let her do anything as she planned. 

Moreover, the new realization of her love toward Max disturbed her thinking. She closed her eyes trying to meditate a little alas, the unusual noise coming from the bedroom thrilled her, "Who... Who is there?" She murmured under her breaths. Her body turned alert against the noise coming from her room as she rose on her legs. 

Megan could not be the one, that was for sure. That was not even Nelson. That guy would never do such a thing at such a point. Stella arched her back taking deep scared breaths. She was not in the sense of mind where she could defend herself. Even though she was the daughter of a Mafia King, she was a normal woman who hardly knew how to fig