"Enough!" He growled and sprang up from his chair, his icy gaze piercing through the air and drawing dangerously close to hers. Their breaths mingled, creating electric tension as their eyes locked in a fierce, intense stare that seemed to ignite the very room around them.
"Do you think I will believe you just because you said so? Do you think you can just walk into my life and turn it upside down with your lies?"
"I've not lied to you, I mean what I said. You are handsome, caring, and gentle, and you have a lot of good qualities. Why is it so difficult for you to believe I love you?" She asked back with a stubborn look in her eyes.
"You forgot to add, I have money, lots of it," he said. His meaning was clear. Since he had money, that could also be a reason why she approached him.
"You can choose to believe me if you want, but I know I've not lied to you, and that's okay with..."
"Do you love him?" A man's voice asked.
