Chapter Fourteen

"Why did you bring me to your house?" I pinned him with a hard stare.

"As I have already mentioned, I did it to protect you." Jackson declared in a matter-of-fact way.

"By drugging and kidnapping me?" I yelled at him, having an urge to throw something at him, a brick or a stone would’ve sufficed.

His eyes didn't waver as he maintained eye contact, those brown eyes with a speck of gold. He spoke with such authority that told me any further inquiry was not open for discussion. "I did what I thought was best. I trust you need to use the bathroom." He pointed towards a door on the right. "Help yourself. I went out of my way and bought some clothes that you can use during your stay here. There's enough food in the fridge, and the kitchen is all yours."

"Oh, how very kind of you, Mr. Wolfe," I said sarcastically, appearing touched. "What a nice host you are, to drug me, kidnap me and buy me clothes to make my stay comfortable here. How would I ever repay