Fallon POV
I nearly peed in my pants, but then after he realized that it was me, he quickly lowered the gun.
“s**t, I’m sorry… I thought you were someone else.” He said, starting to look guilty for scaring me.
“Please don’t shoot me… I haven’t got married yet. I still want to live.” I blurted out. He rolled back his eyes at me after that.
“Relax…Nobody is going to die today.” He said with a rather bored expression.
Well, he can’t blame me for being paranoid. He’s the one who pointed the gun at me.
“What happened last night? Why am I here?” I asked him after that. The back of my head still hurt a bit.
“Someone’s trying to kidnap you last night.” Mr. Hot Guy replied. His expression remained stoic as if it wasn’t a big deal. Okay, seriously. I need to stop calling him Mr. Hot Guy
