"Did you know that what you're doing has a perfect name? It's called... 'playing hard to get.'"
Charles's cool, deep features radiated sarcasm, stabbing at Anna's heart and reviving a familiar pain. Despite the clear mockery in Charles's words, Anna's expression remained utterly unmoved. There was not even a flicker of anger.
Charles's eyes grew colder, darker, as Anna nonchalantly brushed aside a stray lock of hair from her forehead. Without warning, she lifted her foot and kicked at the most vulnerable part of his knee. Caught off guard, Charles instinctively grabbed her arm, steadying himself as his gaze locked onto the mocking glint in her eyes.
"See? When people are in danger, they instinctively reach for whatever or whoever is closest to them. Charles Bennett... you're no differen
