Heather's POV:
I slowly raised my hand, trying to cover his features and look at the eyes alone.
"I know your name." He said suddenly, still staring at me with those intense black eyes.
I was a little surprised to hear his answer and asked him, "How did you know?"
He froze for a moment, frowned and asked me back in an unpleasant manner, "You stole something that was videoed on the internet, don't you know?"
I felt a moment of embarrassment, I thought this man was different from others, but it turned out that he was also laughing at me.
"But now those videos ......" A smile lifted the edge of his mouth intending to say something more, and I could almost guess what sarcastic words would come out of his mouth.
I stood up sharply and interrupted him angrily, "Of course I don't know, bec
