Chapter Eighty-Two: Playing Nice

GINA’S POV

The drive was silent and I honestly preferred it that way. The streets were getting filled with people walking, stores were beginning to open, and vehicles were driving along the roads. My gaze remained fixed outside, as I admired Bucharest.

The city had been beautiful at night, but it was breathtaking in the morning. The snow added more to its beauty as it landed on the roofs of buildings and lined the streets.

Sighing, I cast a quick glance at Devyn, and our eyes met immediately. I turned around, embarrassed he had caught me.

I was mad about last night, and I didn’t know how long I was going to hold onto this beef I had with him. I always heard a woman giving a man the silent treatment would make him slowly lose his mind, until he would surrender to her. And that was what I intended to do.

I glanced back at him, wondering where the sudden claw marks on his body had come from, but decided not to ask him about it.

I needed him to know that I was furious at him, and I was