“Any problem Dexigrous?”
Xerxes’s grip on my palms tightens as I felt his calm yet manipulative force of pulling me closer to his side. Afterwards, he possessively wrap his arm on my teeny waist.
I’m not sure if it was just me or Calix jaw really tightens with the sight as if he hates it as much as I want him too.
It us almost about a minute of silence with both men throwing death glares on each other. If looks can only kill, then they were probably cold corpses by now. Their hatred and loathing was incredibly undeniable. If I wasn’t here, I mean, if it’s not a public place, maybe they already had gone to a bloody fist fight by now.
“Gotcha! I finally find my nasty little earpiece!” A girl’s voice coming off from the inside of the nearby white limo broke the silence as Calix also brok
