His eyes blazes red with anger, shifting from one foot to another as he stares me down.
"What do you think you're doing?" He asks again.
I quickly push myself off the floor, straightening my dress as I look everywhere but his face, knowing he is naked.
"Uhm. I'm sorry, I didn't know-"
"What?" He interrupts, as though he didn't understand what I meant.
"I was just saying that I was sorry for barging in, sir." My voice is almost shaky as I managed to look into his deep brown eyes.
'How did I get myself into this mess?"
"Get out." He orders.
I nod, quickly stepping out of the room before scurrying away as the door bangs shut in my face. Once I'm downstairs, I stop and put a hand on my chest, drawing in a sharp breath as I heave a sigh of relief.
"You're not even fit." A familiar voice says.
I turn around, coming in view with Mira's annoyingly beautiful face.
'You're supposed to hate her.' Liora sneers.
