“I don’t care.I’m not doing it,” I asserted.
The girls backed off, nodding their heads in agreement.
I wasn’t going to pay for destruction with my money.Aside from not wanting a man in my space right now, what if my family found out that I was stringing them along and lying to them with a fake fiancé?It’s bad enough that they already see me as the villain.I won’t give them any more reason to shit on my actions.
I exhaled, taking a sip from my wineglass and glancing around the room.
That was when I saw him.
Nestled in a corner, he was almost tucked away from prying eyes.It was like he was hiding from someone.But he wasn’t really the first person I saw.It was a server with short dark hair, glistening lips, and a shirt so tight, I feared she wasn’t breathing in her attempt to flash her plastic boobs.
However, what I found unnerving wasn’t the way the server was staring at him like a piece of hot meat.
It was how he wasstaring at me.
Sharp angular features that could cut a rock in two, an even sharper jawline, and pristine cheekbones made him look like a medieval prince.I couldn’t see much because the light was manipulating how he looked, but I could make out his head full of thick hair, and a simple black tee that molded against his lean, ripped torso.
The man was beautiful—so beautiful, in a way that oozed with a dark, deadly edge, in a way that reminded me of a fictional prince of hell.
My skin burned from the intensity of his gaze as it scored every inch of my body—my face, my cleavage, my body.He stared at me like he couldn’t care less about subtlety.
The corner of his thick, firm lips slowly tilted in a smirk.
Red spread all over my cheeks, heating them.I looked away sharply, only to see my friends gawking at me with a teasing look.
“What?”I feel flushed.
“Please, don’t do that.”Julie rolled her eyes.
“You were practically eye fucking the guy.”Gina grinned.
“No, I wasn’t.”
“Yes, you were.Why don’t you go say hi to him?”Gina smirked.
“No,” I said firmly.
“What?Are you scared he’ll turn you down?”Julie arched her brow at me.
Her words ignite a fiery sensation within me, bringing a frown to my face.I didn’t say a word.I knocked back the rest of my wine and rose to my feet.
“I’m no coward, Julie.If I want him, I’ll go talk to him.”
Gina squealed.
“Shoo, off you go, we’ll be fine.”Julie shooed me off, and I giggled.
I spun around, approaching his table.
His eyes were trained on me, watching me with keen interest, and if I wasn’t putting on a brave face, I’d have faltered.
The server shot me a mean-girl look once she figured out that I was the object of his attention and not her.
“You can leave now.”I knew he was referring to her without even casting a glance in her direction.
“I can—”
“Leave,” he insisted.His voice was harder now, sending shivers down my spine.
