He ignored the eyes that peruse him. Examining his state as he leaned on the chair, head slightly turned to the side, his hands resting on each side of the seat and his eyebrows formed into a serious frown.
Yesterday as he laid on his bed, his thoughts were bland and now, he's been hauled by thousands of emotions, feelings, and thoughts already. Like always, one of them is rage.
He didn't care for the silence nor did he care where he is. What he cared is who is he with currently.
Sebastien Elroy.
The man whose horns lie no in his head but in his cold heart. That is he even has one to begin with.
He assumed to have a nice day alone, try to bask in the peacefulness if he can find any inside the mansion and enjoy to eat what the chef cooks. He woke up alone an hour and a half ago. He did not bother take his workout or his usual jog. He went downstairs after washing up to eat his breakfast but he only found himself alone with Sebastien and Amandine.
