Fiona
His words didn’t sound like a request. There was hastiness in his tone, showing that he wanted whatever conversation we were about to have to end as quickly as possible.
At that moment he no longer looked intimidating like he once did when I first saw him. My heart still leapt with fear of the unexpected present but I masked my face with ease, forcing a confidence that wasn’t there.
I didn’t respond to him immediately, instead I took my time to walk deliberately slowly towards the mirror desk. The chair made a small scraping noise as I pulled it backwards. Tension flashed in the lone wolf’s eyes for a second before he quickly replaced it with his stone cold gaze.
I sat, and began to slowly take off my earrings, “I haven’t even accepted your request yet, and you're already talk
