Akisha Diamond’s Point of View:
A few seconds of dead silence embraced the once chaotic atmosphere of the arena the moment Megan raised his clenched fist in the air. It’s as if in one single act, he managed to change everything completely. And in the middle of our shared, embarrassing moment of curiously gazing at each other’s eyes, the continuous chants hailing his name suddenly halted, leaving a trail of awkward anticipation from the crowd.
“So, Megan, huh?” I stammered, gently sliding my eyeballs from left to right until I felt that all the people’s attention got imbibed in my system. For some reason, he kept my heart on my throat with his piercing stares. But no matter how intimidating he appears to be, there’s no way I would address him as a Lord.
“Feisty…I like you.” He countere
