ANASTASIA
"How about another drink?" I suggested with a grin on my face, calling a waiter over.
I tried to keep my attention on the waiter who came serving us our drinks, but someone's annoying presence wouldn't let me be.
Where I sat, leaning against my seat, I directed my gaze at Damian, who sat opposite my seat, stealing glances right at me.
His lip curled to the side, as he faked an itch on his neck, purposely sliding his hand down the skin of his neck to his chest, sending me a wink.
He has been doing this. Always looking for a way to get my attention. If only he knows how ugly he looks right now, he won't make another disgusting pose.
Irritated, I gave him a glare but maintained my cool, waiting for the right moment to make a move on him.
"Don't let him get to you. You can do
