"I heard something interesting today," Lemiel began, smiling.
But the smile gave Sienna a bad feeling.
"You met Dylan Sharpe the day you were brought to Mr. Lowe's mansion, am I right? I'm just curious what you two talked about."
So this is what this is all about then? Sienna's eyes narrowed. She was relieved it wasn't anything serious, but she couldn't be completely relieved with the way Lemiel was staring at her. It was like he was accusing her of a crime!
"We only talked briefly, and I don't think it holds much importance," she said, but he was clearly not pleased with her answer.
"It is not important? Then why are you a little flustered?" His hand shot up, and in a heartbeat his fingertips were caressing her cheekbone softly.
Her eyes widened a bit at the contact and she was about to move away, but his other hand on her waist held her back.
"What are you-"
