Ch 62
Eleanor POV
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He takes a step back, and I notice the way he licks his lips as he brings the beer bottle to his lips…drinking a sip out of it…
His eyes look different…
A strange look, but it has got enough in it to have my nerves kick in.
"Let's play a game.
Shall we ?"
His eyes fall on me.
With a new found humor, but I plaster my face into a serious look.
Not knowing what I'm dealing with.
For all I know , he halted the flight without even second guess and why?
because I didn't wear the f*****g ring he put on me.
This man can be a psychopath for all I can guess…
After all, our a silly ting matter he stopped the plane and got us over here, loosing so much money just to burn his alter ego
"What game ?" I ask, uninterested.
Because keeping my silence now would ma
