Ariel still held a smile on her face, even though she was finding it challenging to keep her lips curled up in a sweet yet seductive smile, she did everything in her power to not show her true feelings on her face.
Rage, guilt, fear and shame coursed in her veins like some unholy cocktail. It made her nauseous and uncomfortable, but not more than the gaze with which Nicolai had pinned her.
It made her squirm, and not in a good way.
She glanced at Noah hoping for him to say something, but the man was unusually quiet. What—— What was going on?
Ariel was quick to pick on the strange vibe that was fluttering around the table.
The two men were quarrelling just now and seemed inches away from throwing fists at one another and only stopped when Brandon reminded them of the occasion.
However, now Noah and Nicolai seemed strangely aligned, which threw Ariel off.
