Under His Watchful Eyes
Clar_issahe sneaks glances at methat's his eager facehis eyes dilate when he looks at meyour gaze hits the side of my face
It was giving a suggestive gesture.
Neither of them moved instantly when my shadow crossed the threshold.
Julian’s icy blue eyes slid over Vivienne’s shoulder, locking onto my face with a terrifying, absolute calm. There was no panic in his gaze. No guilt. Only that deep, dark fascination, watching to see how I would react. Was he trying to test me cause of yesterday night’s incident.
Vivienne pulled back slowly, a low, purring laugh escaping her lips as she smoothed her red blouse.
She turned her head toward me, her eyes flashing with a triumphant, malicious satisfaction that cut through the morning light.