Rosette’s Point of View~~~
He laughed.
Not a soft laugh, not even a polite one—but a deep, genuine laugh that rumbled from his chest and made my blood boil.
I blinked at him, heat crawling up my neck as I glared.
“Do you think this is funny?” I snapped, my voice sharp enough to cut through the thick silence between us.
He tilted his head, smirking in that maddening way of his. “A little, yes.”
I stepped closer, digging my nails into the strap of my purse.
“I’m not joking. If you think I won’t go to Mr. Blakewood, you’re wrong. Postpone this again, and I will—”
“Go ahead.” He was completely unfazed. Which didn't make sense.
I clenched my jaw so tight I thought my teeth might crack. “God, you’re insufferable.”
And I’d had enough. Absolutely enough. He's not backing down and so wou
