“Please stop acting in such a manner, Mr. Farwell. We’re merely strangers, so this is bothering me.”
Feigning calmness, Roxanne scowled at the man before her.
The instant her words rang out, an indecipherable smile bloomed on Lucian’s face.
In the next second, his cold voice echoed in the car.
“Strangers? Ah, it turns out that you have no qualms treating a stranger to a meal and getting into a stranger’s car, Ms. Jarvis. But since that’s what you think, Ms. Jarvis, I don’t mind getting familiar with you.”
Roxanne wanted to decline, but when she lifted her eyes, she saw that the man was already mere centimeters away from her.
In the cramped space, Lucian’s broad figure carried such an immense sense of oppression that she had difficulty breathing.
“What are you doing?” Roxanne regarde
