"Really?" He said, giving her the expression that he did not believe her but nodded like he did. "With who?"
Who? Who was she supposed to be on the terrace of his house with? There was no one—
Hold on, was Adrian jealous at the moment?
That was the only thing Joyce thought of. Otherwise, why would he bother asking who she was with?
"I.." was this really happening? "No one. I was with no one upstairs."
"No one?" He repeated again as he played with her mind. He was repeating the words like he did not believe her, but nodded his head like he did. "You were upstairs for almost an hour, and you were alone?"
"Yes." She admitted before telling her head to the side like she had seen him doing often. "Would you have liked me to be with someone upstairs?"
His eyes flashed and just as they did, the man regained control again and closed them.
When Adrian opened them, she found nothing but emotionless pools of gray orbs. "Do you know how to make a drink?"
