CHAPTER 8

What?

I ALREADY lost count how many times I have peeked at them. . . or shall I specifically say, gave Leon a death glare.

I can't believe he acted all kind in front of his sister who has no idea about what is really happening between us. I mean— there is nothing going on around us besides hating each other. And I actually wanted to kick him out of this café from the way he's looking back at me, with that malicious smirk, and irritating eyes. So, big of him!

I couldn't take it anymore. My jaw tightened as my open hand turned into a fist, it's trembling, desperately wanting to punch the of a beautiful face they were saying. What is he planning to do right now? Of course, I would never agree to be friends with him, it was all a pretentious act as well, but Lea did believe all of it! This is not going to be successful, it's getting twisted. .

"Did you know that you're not a lookout or watchtower?"

I resisted the urge to snort when I heard Ivan's voice behind me. Does he always have a ha