"Fine, I won't eat. You eat, I'll watch you." Her grudgeful yet spoiled expression seemed to challenge Olivier, if he was not embarrassed at all eating by himself while Fleur watched.
Olivier's chest was uncomfortably warm, his body surging with heat. He wanted to pinch her, and...kill her.
Fleur had immediately forgotten her promise to be obedient. Her promises were worthless.
Two seconds later.
"How can I eat if you won't let go of me?"
"I don't care. Don't you still have your right hand?" Her lashes fluttered delicately, like a rose in the breeze.
Olivier felt an urge to covet her in his arms, to protect her, and at the same time a sort of admiration of her beauty.
The two stayed frozen for a whole minute. Then Olivier picked two pieces of meat. "Let go of me."
Fleur obediently
