Noah
I held the wet pink napkin in my left hand while Daniel drive slowly. My mind was preoccupied with Nadia that I almost didn't hear Daniel speak.
"What are you holding, my prince?" I heard him say and I lifted my head and swiped a couple of fingers along my lips as a small smirk danced on them.
"Nothing." I answered promptly while gripping the napkin tighter. My face then scrunched up in burning rage as Nadia's sneaky smile popped up in my mind. A soft chuckle escaped my lips when my mind drifted over to what Damien had said.
"Madam Clarissa would be coming later this afternoon. Should I take you toward the hunting ranch?" Daniel asked with his hands gripping the steering wheel.
I shook my head, "That would not be necessary. It will only rouse problems. "
"Alright, my Prince." Daniel answered.
