Rockaway Tower
Olivia's stomach boiled in anger and fury as she stood rooted in her place. Maxen just returned his generic phone to Jack and her eyes wandered around the room, looking for the nearest thing to hurl his way.
"If you're thinking of throwing that vase on me, think again. I will dodge that and I will buy you another one until all the stuff in your apartment belongs to me. Including you." He cracked his neck whilst buttoning his suit jacket.
Maxen's clear blue eyes pierced through Olivia and the coldness in his voice matched the color of his orbs yet she didn't budge nor cower.
Why would she be scared when he was clearly in the wrong for overstepping his boundaries?
Amusement flickered in Maxen's eyes as he witnessed Olivia flip her hair over her shoulders and fold her arms across her chest looking like a lioness holding her ground.
