Chapter 128 Sweet Night

(Nikita's P.O.V.)

"I don't eat oranges."

"No. I don't like apples."

"Who told you I like grapes?"

Trojans is starting to get frustrated from my picky behavior. He's been trying to make me eat fruits, but for some reason, I was in the mood to tease him by rejecting all his offers.

It amuses me when he's looking disappointed. I feel like it's payback time after all the times that he rejected me in front of the crowd. Yes, I know. It's a pity that I still haven't moved on from what happened in the past. Well, the least thing I could do for myself was to heal my past trauma caused by him.

My eyes locked at the apple on the highest branch of the tree. An evil idea popped inside my head.

"I want that one," I said, pointing the highest apple on the tree. He looked at me in disbelief. I arched my brows. "What? I said I want that one. Do you have a problem with it?" I asked. He reluctantly glanced at the apple again. It was at the very top.

I know it will sound stupid. But believe it or not.