CHAPTER 30
Storm’s POV:
Silence followed my declaration as the room was plugged into a complete standstill. He stared at me with narrowed gaze and I reciprocated his action, ignoring the throbbing of my thumb from where I had once broken it while trying to defy him.
His sharp slate-grey eyes hard as they assessed me.
‘Why the heavens would I break my thumb? Hell, it hurts.’ I thought to myself, trying to hide my pained expression as the adrenaline dispersed slowly.
“Why the hell am I here?” I whispered under my breath, finally breaking the silence. I expected a reply, yes, but what I didn't expect was the slow smirk that gradually spread across his infuriatingly handsome face, making his scar appear more prominent. He was beautiful.
“What are you smiling at?” My tone was clipped
