ZARYA ROGOVThe restaurant was a place for a nice, cozy date, but I was very much focused on getting done with this forced union. I looked up at him sitting across from me at the table. He was already waiting for me to catch his eye, and when I did, he passed me an eye smile, which was probably fake. My jaw tightened as I gave him a poker look. "You have changed; you were different back then." He pointed out. Of course, back then, I wasn't aware of your games, and you weren't a threat to my peace. I didn't say anything, but my silence was not enough to wave off that creepy smile on his face. "You don't speak much either." He said, his eyes flicking down to my lips before meeting my gaze, a knowing look in his eyes. He knew what he was doing."I was forced to come on this date with you; if Caesar didn't have my daughter, I would have never come," I said, my jaw tightened. He raised a perfect brow at me and leaned forward with his elbows on the table. "You do speak a lot." My eyes sli
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