Curse You

I watched him as he slowly set the plate but didn't touch the broth. He went through everything else, however, and he took a sip of wine. He looked up to me once he was done serving himself, his brow raising.

"I.... I am just wondering why you took everything but the soup."

He looked at it, then shrugged. I swallowed, my fingers nipping at each other. If he didn't eat the broth, then all my efforts would go to waste. I swallowed, then reached for a button on the dress. I unbuttoned it rather noisily, but he didn't even look up or seem to care. I unbuttoned another, stretching it. A good part was on show, and I leaned further to him, my eyes holding his.

He looked up once he noticed I was close, his brows furrowing a little. He held my eyes instead of the skin I had purposely put on show for him, his eyes dark.

I stopped, my lips parting as he seemed to have somehow gained control of the situation, holding me spellbound instead.

I blinked, then moved, collecting the small bowl next to