My heels clicked as I walked towards Carter. Alexander Carter. How, I once admired him still makes me nauseous. They say, eyes are the door of one's soul but Carter had even deceived the saying. His eyes could melt any glacier and fool even the Lucifer with utmost precision. I remember the last time I met him. And Lord, I really enjoyed my power over him. His scared and helpless expression still etched on my mind. They all had termed me as a sociopath. I'll show him what I am. And how much emotionless Zara Larsson can be. Softness should never be mistaken for weakness.
I opened the door of his office and his eyes met mine. Those eyes that once had made me so weak. I hate him now. He was so much like an older brother to me. But now, he is just my enemy. His terrified eyes tried their best
