CHAPTER 65: GOLDEN EYES

FREYA'S POV:

He's so close, and I can feel his breath brush my cheek lightly.

Discomfort is an understatement with the way my back is bent backward in an attempt to lean away from this stupid asshole.

I growl menacingly, shoving him away while I stand up on my two feet.

"Clearly, you're delusional. Why on earth would I fancy you enough to create the impression that I do?"

"You act like you don't want me and tease me purposely. I've noticed it since the first day ...