"So are you going to say something about it?" I asked Dimitri as he smoked his cigarette, letting out the puffs with a hiss as he walked back and forth in his office room back in his mansion.
It seemed like he had a lot in his mind. I have never seen him smoking. To be honest, I never pegged him to be a smoker. Seems like there is a lot more to know about him.
How can I say yes to his mother's proposal when clearly I had little knowledge of him?
Dimitri paused on his steps for a second and tilted his head to the side to get a better look at me, "Why you were with him?" He inquired me, staring at me at such scrutiny that I couldn't help but feel like I had done something illicit, "Are you working for Danial?" He asked, barking out his name, his eyes once again flaming with hatred.
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