Cyra went completely numb, hearing his words. He and Ethan should be the same for her? What did he mean by that?
Confusion washed all over her face, but then she saw a grin forming on his face which befuddled her more. He started chuckling loudly, and then pushed his face closer to hers.
“Did you believe what I said?” He husked against her lips, while peering into her emerald eyes. So he was trying to mess with her?
Cyra pushed his hand away from her neck forcefully.
“I can and will never trust a bastard like you,” she seethed out at him, enlarging his smile.
Cyra witnessed him grabbing her jaw, but not in a painful manner this way. His grip was neither tender nor violent this time.
“So what's the point of even asking me a question if you are not going to believe my answer, Ms. Merc
