Stephen Pov
My smile only grows wider with each intense glare Zen shoots my way throughout the evening. I can practically feel the daggers from everyone else directed at me with every word I toss at him, but frankly, I couldn't care less. My goal is simple: I want to provoke him enough to unveil that psychotic edge Bianca mentioned.
I must give credit where it's due—his amazing wife has done an impressive job of keeping him reined in, but I know that fire still burns deep within him. Just a little more pushing and I'll have him back at square one where I want him.
Some might say I should call it quits since I've already got him rattled, but why stop when there's more fun to be had? Earlier, while everyone else was distracted, I snapped a quick picture of the two couples all wrapped up in their lovey-dovey moments. For a second, I thought Zara had caught me, but thankfully, we made eye contact, and she just smiled before looking away.
