|Mirrielle Eizabeth Rivantroz|
“You’ll be leaving in two days?”
“Hmm. Staying here in the capital is fun. And as much as I want to extend my stay, I had to go back to Barcelona because I’ve been receiving letters from my assistant that my presence is in dire need back home,” I told Lorenzo. I felt his eyes on me for a few moments before he directed his attention to somewhere else.
“Then, maybe I should go back to Seville too, since you’re leaving.”
My forehead creased at his remark, then I glanced in his direction. “Are you implying that you won’t go back to Seville if I decide to stay for a few more days?”
The end of his lips rose as he turned his head to meet my gaze. My eyes narrowed when I saw the smirk now plastered on his face.
“Yes,” he replied without inhibition. “I told y
