Chapter Eleven

~Agathe~

To sleep in the same room with him was all I wished for. For the mere reason that I don't want to be alone for the rest of the night.

Heck, I don't mind sleeping on his couch as long as I won't be returning to my own room alone and scared to death.

However, I could tell that his dark amber eyes desired something else.

All of a sudden, it seemed very intense. Filled with sensuality I didn't know he could possess.

Though, it was also me who pushed those thoughts away. No way in hell, I am being delusional.

There is no way that this bellend would have a sexual desire for me. So with a quivering voice, I asked.

"W-what do you mean?"

In a flash, his smirk shifted into a deadly grin. One that is promising me I wouldn't like what I am about to hear.

"Feigning innocence, love? I see."

"What?"

Is he mocking me? The nerve of this guy.

"I'm not pretending to be innocent. I'd rather say that I don't want to make assumptions."

"Very well, then. Listen to me very carefully, love.