Standing in close vicinity to the two males that have similar high probability of going insane later in life – though she suspected that one of them was already insane to begin with – Keira painfully noticed the uncomfortable air in the penthouse.
"Let me show you something," Nate said with a broad smile on his face. His expression seemed to darken considerably.
"I don't– I don't think it's a good thing. No, I don't, ugh," Ryan fumbled for words, nervousness settling in. "I don't want to. Sir."
Nate paced to her younger brother, like how a wolf would stalk its prey before devouring it. His thousand dollar suit jacket-cladded shoulder brushed against her own discounted and tattered cardigan, a contrast that she was always aware of.
The tall, dark, and handsome man who was also the Most Annoying Patron of the Year went past Ryan, deeming the electric blue-haired teen's refusal to his offer as nothing more than an incorrigible grumble.
