His eyes were glued to me.I gripped the fork even harder, forcing my eyes to stay on the plate before me, littered with a dish I hadn’t eaten before.The conversation flowed easily between my mother and Charles, often at times, Sebastian and Theo would say a word. Not him though.I glanced up and like I thought, his eyes were glued to me. He leaned back against the chair, jaw clenched in a way that made me think of Henry Cavill. I cocked up my eyebrow, wanting him to look away. At least have some shame.As if he could tell, he smirked faintly. That son of a… He smirked, twirling the fork between his fingers.“Right, darling?” Vivienne’s voice jolted me out of the silent battle I was having. I blinked, caught off guard.“Sorry, I’m still jet-lagged,” I said, turning my attention to her.“Wasn’t the flight two hours long?” I heard an annoyingly grating deep voice say, and I snapped my head in his direction. Of course, it was him, pushing my buttons.“Jet-lagged,” I gritted out.He smir
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