"I'll be collating reports from all divisions, then arranging the upcoming meetings and appointments for you this week. Gilbert told me to clear your schedule tomorrow afternoon because you'll be having lunch with Don Orco."
Marvel's stare was permanent on my face as I was reading his schedule. Not knowing why he did that, I acted as if it didn't bother me, but clearly, something was bothering him.
He lifted his hand and reached my chin, then he cupped my face with his hand and lifted my head to meet his eyes just because I kept looking away from him. Confused, I blinked in quick succession.
"Is there something wrong with my face?" I asked, my hazel finally meeting his steel blue properly.
"There's something you want to ask me, no?"
