Rozzean Cyron Valleje
"You are looking at me like you wanted to punch me."
Because I fckng do.
When I heard what my brother said, I glared at him. It means he noticed what's going on between Tali and me. Nothing escapes his eyes. On the first day at my house, he immediately learned about Tali and me.
"Don't test my patience, Luther."
He shrugged off my comment.
I am in a good mood. I swept my hair upwards and restrained myself from smiling.
What I felt earlier was a sensation that I never thought would happen to me after a month of letting a strange woman into my house.
That strange woman—my maid, who now happens to be my lover. Fck. I fell so deep.
"So, when are you going home, Cyron?"
When we reached the bar, Luther quickly grabbed something to drink. I was just looking at him.
