21.

Lexi’s POV

The hand never came down to my face and I slowly opened my eyes to check what had happened when I saw Ivan still glaring down at me.

I could’ve sworn that I saw his expression soften but it was crystal clear that he was still angry from the way his breathing paced to the way his muscles tensed.

I could feel his angry breath on my face until he left to kick the small wooden centre table, making jump and yelp in fear as I covered both of my ears in utter fear.

What have I done?

Turning his back on me, the hairs on the back of my neck began to prickle as I watched Ivan rubbed his in frustration.

His tall figure stiffened and for the first time I felt like Ivan was trying to control the anger he felt towards me and it was probably because he wasn’t trying to ruin his reputation.

The sight of his muscles rippling under his suit quickened my pulse. How could I even notice that?!

His tall figure turned and started heading towards me, making it hard for me to swallow the bile that