Fifty Nine

I frown. What is he going on about?

I glance behind him at his right hand man, who also has a confused look on his face. I return my eyes to the Adonis in front of me, hating the fact that I still felt attracted to him despite everything that has happened and is still happening between us.

" What are ..."

He raises a hand to silence me, and to my utmost chagrin, I obey him. But then, who wouldn't do same? The man exuded so much power and authority, he had an intimidating aura. And for the love of God, I think I found that freaking hot and attractive.

Oh Lord, I'm so so gone.

I felt my cheeks grow warm, and I struggled to find her voice, even as he continues to stare into my face. "I...I have no idea what you," I stammered.

Shit! Get it together, Freya. Whatever it is he is accusing you of, you would look guilty of it if you do this.

His mouth quirked up in a half-smile, and I felt my knees go weak. That was not a smile of amusement, though, it was a smile of, "I have got you."

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