Nicole’s POV.
It’s been five minutes since we both sat and talked about the deal we had at the dungeon. I wasn’t comfortable with the way he stared at me continuously. Nothing more mattered to me than standing to take my leave. The stares from his eyes pierced through me and I felt the heat. I tried as much as possible not to have him neglected while he asked me the questions all along, and besides it would look somehow to him. I wasn’t ready to start up any form of arguments between the both of us else it would be red hot.
“What’s the meaning of that?” I asked while he stared continuously at me. It was looking abusive from my point of view because I felt like he made me do things against my own will.
“I asked a simple question, and that demands answers,” he said as he stared at me
