I looked at him in silence. This wasn't going the way I'd imagined.
Not even close.
I'd come here believing I could convince him.
Believing that, somewhere beneath all the blackmail, the threats, and the impossible personality, Knox would agree.
Instead...
He had turned the entire conversation around until I was the one left without answers.
"But..." Knox said, drawing the word out just enough to make me look up at him.
I met his eyes.
He rested his cheek against his palm, his elbow propped lazily on the table. His index finger tapped against his face in a slow rhythm while a sly, almost amused smirk played on his lips.
"If I'm not convinced by your argument..." he said, "...and don't even think about begging me, Birdie. That won't work."
His dark eyes narrowed with interest.
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