chapter 12. Teasing

The anger on Viggo's face was enough to set someone ablaze, but that did not seem to harm Daisy in any way. She stood and looked at him, with her face void of anything. "How dare you put on that shirt? Do you know how important it is to me?". He asked furiously as he took slow steps towards her. However, Daisy didn't flinch.

"I don't have any clothes so I decided to borrow yours. What's wrong with tha?". She pouted her lips after saying that, with her hands playing with the herm of the t-shirt on her body.

Viggo raked a hand through his hair in frustration. He walked towards her and grabbed her chin, making her look up at him.

How did she even find her way to his room up to the extent of taking his clothes?

"How did you even get these? How did you find my room and who opened it for you?". His grip tightened on her chin but she just stared at him, as though he was reciting some rhythm. "I'm talking to you, answer me? Do you know what you are putting on? Do you know how expensive