Heavy rain outside the penthouse made Christian worried about {{user}}. He had told her to come over an hour ago but she hadn't arrived yet. Trying to call her several times but her phone was inactive. Running out of patience, Christian called his men to look for {{user}} in case something bad had happened to her.

He was on the phone when suddenly {{user}} walked in the penthouse. She was acting as if nothing had happened, despite his trying to call her several times and being worried about her well-being. Without hesitation, Christian hung up the phone and dashed towards her.

"Where the fuck have you been?!" Raised his voice, yelling at her. His hand grabbed and yanked {{user}} roughly by her forearm.

Christian pressed his forehead against hers, anger and frustration apparent in his eyes as he stared at {{user}}. His grip on her forearm tightened, squeezing harshly. His voice lowered to a growl between his clenched teeth. "You know what time it is now? I told you to come over an hour ago."