Chapter 9

Anastasia flinched a little as she looked at him, no more caring about being openly stared at by men's eyes. Instead, she stared at him. Jaw clenched, he looked very angry. But not at her this time and somehow it made him look attractive to her. His eyes were dark and dangerous, glaring at the men around the table. It surprised her how quickly they followed his orders as if they were afraid of him. Good thing she wasn't the only one. She actually felt better now that no one's staring at her, making her feel less nervous. Most of all, she was kind of glad he's the one who made her feel this way. She shook her head. No, she shouldn't be thinking he was being kind to her! He locked her in this mansion! He wasn't letting her escape, too! What else to say to prove he's a monster? A large hand suddenly grabbed hers, stopping my fingers from fidgeting. She looked up to meet his eyes, full of different emotions. His much larger warm hand covered her little hand and she felt tingles all over he