IT IS FUN.

ROWEN'S POV.

Now, let's see, what kind of face would he make?

I eyed him intently, as I watched the colour drain from his pretty face within seconds.

It really baffles me how fast his expressions change.

A few minutes ago he was embarrassed, then he became angry.

Now he's… shocked?

“No… No way…” his voice was low as he gripped the invitation card tightly.

What a disappointment.

I thought he would raise his voice or even try to hit me. Maybe this isn’t enough to reel him into the net. But he did come here for her, so he should be willing to go this far though.

I mean, people do anything for their loved ones right?

“Why… Why are you doing this to me?” he sobbed.

I tilted my head a bit, watching the tears glisten in his glassy eyes before they streamed down his pale face.

He was crying.

Not the reaction I was hoping for but it's still enjoyable.

Why am I doing this to him?

“Hmm. it is fun?” I grinned and raised an eyebrow at him.

“What?!” for a second, I saw rage flashed through his teary eyes.

It was indeed fun. Every little thing he does is thrilling.

When I first set my eyes on him at his school the other day, I thought to myself, what's this pretty thing? I must have a taste.

So I had a taste.

It was indeed delicious as I predicted, although I normally don't eat twice from a plate, something tells me he would be even sweeter the next time.

“Please…” he whispered with his head down.

Oh? Is he begging now?

“Come on baby, don't cry,” I tried to wipe off his tears but he smacked my hands off and shot me a glare.

I chuckled at his defiant attitude.

“You really are slow. Aren't you?” I sat down on the bed with my legs crossed.

He really doesn't understand? This is really interesting.

“Baby, at this point, you should be able to clearly tell that you are the intruder. sweetie,” I paused to look at him.

His gaze was on the floor.

“Sonya Donald and I are formally engaged. You…” I pointed at him.

“are some random lover trying to get in between us as a family-to-be.” I continued.

“But you promised to stay away from her if I let you sleep with me.” He clenched his fist tightly and moved closer to me.

“Oh really? I did?”

“You damn Bastard!” he swore at me and I burst into laughter.

“Come on sweetie, I recall saying depending on how you behave. You really think I would end my engagement for a one night pleasure?” my eyes trailed him from head to toes. He seemed to be in serious thought, is he considering it?

biting my lower lip, I try to conceal the smirk that was slowly creeping up my face.

“You! You played me!” he shouted.

“Relax pup, you don't have to give me an answer now, you have the whole week to think about it. Hmm?” I stood up and drew him closer to me.

“You give me your body, I'll break off my engagement. Fair exchange. or what do you think?”

I was starting to be glad that I accepted the engagement proposal from the Donalds.

On the night I entered the country, I got a meeting request, which I granted out of curiosity. Only God knew how they found out about my arrival– something my family didn't even know.

But they were quick to get to me, as if someone was giving out my information. To my surprise, they went on to propose a marriage.

I only accepted because the girl was pretty. It wouldn’t hurt to get a taste before I fish out the mole, but who would have thought one pretty thing would lead to another.

“Let me go!” He struggled to free himself from my tight grasp but I held his tiny waist in place and planted kisses on his neck and collar bone.

The smell of the shower gel lingered on his soft skin and I let my tongue out to suck them in.

“Get off me you bastard!” He protested.

“Is that the only swear word you know? Your vocabulary is limited, baby.’Bastard’ is starting to get on my nerves,” I smirked at him.

“Oh yeah?” He scoffed.

“That's because you are truly a bastard!” he shouted.

I paused to look at him.

He was fuming, the beautiful eyes that looked like they were crying minutes ago, were now filled with hate?

I chuckled.

“Fine. I'll let you go.” I released him and he scurried far away from me.

Yeah. I'll let him go. It's all part of the game anyways.

Let him go, then watch him fumble back into my arms, like he did last night.

That's what makes the game fun.

He arranged his clothes and picked up his phone along with the invitation card. then hurried towards the door.

“Percy…” I called out to him the moment he placed his hand on the door knob.

He snapped back at me. His eyes were shooting hot daggers.

“I'll be waiting for your call,” I made a telephone sign with my right hand and placed it on my ear while grinning at him.

He swore at me, then slammed the door.

What a sight.

I guess my stay here wouldn't be so boring after all.