Carla~“Not hungry?”Marcus’ voice sliced through the heavy silence hanging between us.I slowly raised my eyes from the untouched plate in front of me to find him watching me from across the long dining table, one hand lazily swirling wine around in his glass.The dim candlelight dancing across his face somehow made him look even more unsettling.Like a predator pretending to be civilized.“I noticed you’re barely eating,” he continued smoothly.The corner of my lips twitched.Right.Because apparently kidnapping me now came with dinner service.“How observant of you,” I muttered dryly.Marcus leaned back in his chair slightly, amused.I folded my arms.“Maybe I’m just not a fan of fancy date nights.”The sarcasm in my voice could’ve sliced through steel, but Marcus merely scoffed softly.Then, to my confusion, he reached for a remote resting beside him on the table.My brows furrowed instantly. What now?Without a word, he aimed the remote toward a large display screen mounted acros
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