The silence amid us was akin to the calmness that often prevailed before a storm. Vincent had kept down the file he was holding, gracing me with all his attention. His steely gaze made me shiver and I squirmed in my seat. His silence was far more terrifying than his rude words, I was expecting. He sighed, running his fingers in his sandy wave, letting them fall deliciously over his forehead. He stood up from his armchair and started to advance towards me and I gulped in reaction.
"Elijah," He cool voice made me breathe harshly as I looked up at him and he shook his head, taking a seat on his bed, beside me.
"How do you expect me react, hm? Do you want me yell at you for letting him kiss you or do you wish me to kill Jeremy for touching someone who is under my care?"
I shivered at his
