Chapter 69 Can I fuck you?

• Aria's POV
• I met him at a loud pub with flashing lights and blaring music, as well as women laughing. I didn't like him from the moment our eyes met. His gaze caressed me in a heated and horrifying way. He was seated in a corner, with two attractive women on either side of him. He was accompanied by business people, I believe, but he didn't look away from me. That's the type of sight I see in him: blue eyes that appear to whisk you to a cloud but then dump you when he becomes bored. I could see his silver earring on his left ear even in the dim light. He grinned at me as if to imply he could have me.
• "Aria, you have been looking away since earlier." I couldn't hear my colleagues' words because my attention was fixed on the man I was no longer looking at. I plainly let my friend's grip on me until we walked around, and yet there, at the table next to us, was the man I had been eyeing earlier. The smile remained on his lips, which he wet with his tongue and then massaged, as if holding back a smile. I couldn't look at him, so I returned my focus to my friends' laughter.