The prince in white chuckled with a sly grin on his mouth.
Maria gripped her fists tighter. She needed to make this work. If he wanted to outwit her, as always, so be it.
“You still do not get it, do you?" Paris stood his ground. “You do not make the rules here. I do."
The red-haired beauty slapped her forehead silently. She had forgotten about those three rules. What were they again? She really couldn't be bothered. But giving him obedient silence seemed like the way to go now.
Maria remained speechless.
As she had predicted, the proud peacock threw his head back in a burst of satisfied laughter.
She waited patiently until the glorious sounds died down and those teal eyes were back on her.
“When we make deals, I state the terms."
Maria stared straight into his eyes. “Only if
