Chapter Eighty Four- Taunts

“What do you want?”” “Your attention,” Rafael quipped back. The man felt more at ease now. More than he had since he first walked into this godforsaken building. It was only because Rafael had the upper hand now.  The situation was still too tense. Andrew sat back in his chair. There was no charming man sitting and staring back at him. It was as if Andrew had gone back into his meticulous planning and was waiting for Rafael to say something out of turn. Any wrong words or look in his direction and Rafael would have his head on a platter. “You have my attention,” Andrew’s words were cold. Rafael was enjoying this. It sounded rather hypocritical but he enjoyed the fact that he had the upper hand now. It was true that Rafael hated anyone who was unjust. Anyone who showed arrogance and thought they were better than others by putting innocent people down…  Rafael hated Andrew even more now as he locked eyes with him. He tried to stifle the pure hatred in his eyes by smi