“Five, four, three, two, one."

By the time Bennett reached "one", Ariana had landed in the chair across from him, her glare shooting daggers. She was furious.

Bennett just grinned. "You were scared, huh? Don't worry. Those two mastiffs won't bite."

Ariana forced a tight smile, not believing him at all.

Bennett then gestured toward the door, ordering, “Bring them over here."