She turned around as she prepared to go back into her room. However, as soon as she turned around, she saw the tall, slender, noble, and powerful Zivon standing behind her!
Damn it! How long had he been standing here?!
Most importantly, he was staring at her with his dark and deep eyes at this moment, and his gaye was shrouded in mystery and a hint of interest that felt quite dangerous!
“I…I…” Xavia was frightened. Her face turned pale, and her speech was incoherent.
It was too embarrassing to be caught red-handed when speaking ill of someone!
Moreover, she was talking about such an embarrassing topic and thus, she was feeling even more embarrassed at this time!
Zivon locked his gaze on her flustered face that was filled with guilty conscience as he took a step forward. The oppressive aura around him was almost suffocating her.
“I don’t feel anything? I did not overstep any boundaries? I should be either mentally or physically ill?”
Each of his words was getting louder as he spoke. It was all rhetorical questions repeating the words she had said before in a light and casual way. It was threatening!
Xavia had a guilty conscience. She was afraid, and she subconsciously took a step backward, her lips trembling as she said, “No, I did not mean that. I…”
“What did you mean if you did not mean that?” Zivon interrupted her.
He took another step forward in his expensive black leather shoes. After that, he pushed her thin figure against the balcony wall behind her. The countless lights from the city were dimly lit behind her.
The luster and brilliance of the city lights were reflected in Zivon’s deep eyes as he said, “And you said that you are eager for something to happen between you and me? Huh?”
This time, his voice was getting even louder, with some questioning, some teasing, and also a little of his compelling aura.
They were very close, and his breath that brushed her face as he spoke was even more ambiguous!
Xavia’s neck tightened as she tilted her head back.
“I…I…” She did not know what to say!
She would not be able to explain the fact that she was badmouthing him behind his back, no matter what he said!
She changed the subject and burrowed away from under his arm as she tried to leave.
Zivon grabbed her wrist, pulled her back and pressed her against the wall again.
“You are trying to leave after explaining to me in just two sentences? Is it because I am too nice, or is it because the consequences of badmouthing me are too low?”
Uhm!
She had already explained that she was forced to do it for a reason.
However, the man’s aura was too strong, and she was like a trapped lamb, unable to escape or break free under his confinement.
This posture and contact at such a close distance were too ambiguous!
Xavia tried to calm herself down. After that, she looked at him calmly and asked, “What do you want then?”
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