**SIERRA POV** Ares and I sat across from each other in pure silence ever since he yelled at me for wearing shorts. We haven't spoken to each other, and honestly, I think that his rules are ridiculous. We made eye contact, and I looked away, refusing to meet his gaze because I was very much pissed off. He excused himself when his phone started ringing, and I sighed deeply, leaving my meal halfway. It's already my first day here, and I hate this place and this man more than ever. I won't be able to fulfill my end of the bargain if he's going to continue acting this way. A few minutes later, he returned to the table, his expression cold as ever, but I could see a tick on his jaw, which meant that he was pissed off about something. He cleared his throat, and I looked away. "Are you going to stare at me all night?" I shrugged carelessly. "I wasn't even staring at you. I mean, look at that masterpiece," I muttered quietly, pointing at the white vase I almost knocked over.
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