CATHERINA
“My papa will be waiting for you in his den” I said, gulping as I faced the rogue who had an eyebrow quirked up and observing me with amusement again.
“Will he?” he murmured coming around to where I stood.
I held my ground, glaring at him… I wasn’t going to flee because of this dangerous man and I sure as hell was not going to give him the satisfaction of seeing that he affected me so.
He stopped in front of me, watching my face.
I kept my eyes on his, making sure to glare to show him I wasn’t scared and I did not like his presence in our house all the time.
“You are blocking the television” he whispered.
“Oh” I answered and moved so he could get a better view but his eyes followed me instead, his gaze intense on the side of my face.
I did not spare him a glance as my gaz
