Reine’s POV
I ignored the man walked back to the bed and laid down, not in the mood to do anything or deal with anyone. I heard him following me but I paid no mind.
Demetrius at on the edge of the bed and looked at me with intense gaze which was kind of hard to brush off and rather irritating. I tried to turn away to avoid looking at his eyes but still the lingering feeling that I was being stared was enough for me to get irritated and annoyed pretty quickly.
“can you not?!” I snapped whipping back at him.
I turned around and went back to laying down. This time I felt him touch my arm and I lost it. Getting up angrily, I turned to him and swinged my hand to slap the s**t out of him.
Much to my dismay, he caught it mid-air. I was so ready for the satisfaction of seeing my handprint on
