Arsenio Point of View
Oh, this is so fun!
If I can give a penny for each glare Val was throwing at me, I could as well be bankrupted and let be me clear that it is not easy for me to be bankrupt.
From the moment we sat in my private plane, which is just an hour ago, she has been giving me stinking eyes every time our eyes met.
On contrary, the moment her eyes meets with our son’s, who is sitting on her lap and playing with her dress and hair, her eyes immediately lightens up and a gorgeous smile takes over her plump lips.
Until here, it is quite common. This is usual stuff that happens but what got me beyond surprised was when my eyes met my son’s eyes. Every time the little boy looks at me, he gives a similar kind of a devious smile that I usually see in the mirror when I
