Ariana’s pov~
I looked out the window of the jet, wishing I could leave all this behind and hop on the next plane back to my life in Malta.
Mateo’s hand grabbing my shoulder lightly brought me back to reality.
With a loud thud, he sat opposite me, relaxing on the seat, he crossed his legs and interlocked his fingers.
Then he glared at me again, with a sly and crooked smile plastered on his face, he said nothing and just continued to glare at me.
He had been doing only that since Igor had told him my secret.
“If you got something to say, Mateo, you should, rather than glare at me all the f*****g way” I stated, his emerald glass eyes stared into my soul, he kept them fixed on me unwavering.
Occasionally he would scan my body, lick his lips and go right back to glaring at me.
“You kno
