CHARLOTTE’s POV.
“Sorry” i immediately said as I hastily remove my hands from his body, I don’t even know how they got there in the first place.
“Why have you come to see me, charlotte?” He asked again, the time the smirk on his lips intensified and his hands grab a handful of my hair again, “you could have sent someone to tell me what you wanted but you had to come all the way to my room. Why do I feel like you have something more to say than this?”
“I have not made a single meal in my life, Adonis”
I told him again and his eyes darkened for a split second and that smile appeared on his face again. The smile that made my feet go all numb and jelly, why must he be so handsome and cruel at the same time? He could pass for a nobleman in England but here he was, hurting people and making
