I leaned back in my chair and stared at Akiko. Her jaw was clenched as her eyes fluttered back and forth between Kenzo and me.
She was such a jealous b***h.
I don’t know why, Kenzo doesn’t belong to her. She has this possessive claim over him even though he wants nothing to do with her.
Kenzo hasn’t flat out said that he wanted her.
Internally, I scoffed.
I dare him to claim her.
I’d cut his c**k off and feed it to him.
Kenzo grabbed my chair and dragged it closer to him, catching everyone’s attention around the table.
“That’s better.” He smiled as he draped his arm over my shoulder and practically smushed or bodies together. His fingers twirled some of my hair, making him look like a love struck fool.
I couldn’t help but smile as I looked up at him and how stupidly charm
