Chapter 38: Dangerous Games
AVELINE
I couldn't stop the tears that slipped down my face as we gazed into each other.
I saw his eyes flash between silver and black, something I was beginning to find quite intriguing, but in that moment, all I could think of was that the gifts weren't for me, nor were they from him.
"Aveline, why are you crying?"
His voice sounded husky, so rough, so commanding, and it made my stomach twist in ways I couldn't comprehend. The place where his thumb was placed was making my face feel more heated with every second that passed by.
"Nothing..."
My voice came out barely audible as I tried to stifle the sobs. I knew I was acting so childish, like a child whose candy was taken away from her.
Suddenly, his lips twitched, like he was finding my attitude amusing
