XENIA
“Nothing crazy,” he dared to chuckle.
“Tobias, where’s he? why’re you the one meeting me here?” I flashed the text on my screen at him and glared at him with clear murderous intent.
“Well, they didn’t lie about you being fierce. I’m seconds away from shriveling up under your gaze?” he shifted where he stood, like he wasn’t the more powerful person in the equation.
“I don’t play games, so I’m not going to stand here and try to figure out this crap,” I turned on my heel to leave and was shocked at how he sped past me and blocked my path.
He held up his hands as though in prayer. “Just give me a minute please, I promise you that this is not a game.”
I rolled my eyes while sighing heavily.
“You have fifty eight seconds left.”
“Thank you,” he exclaimed in relief, “I know how wei
