Kilian decided for some reason that it was the best to drive himself, saying he just felt like it. I rolled my eyes of course, staying in the front seat as ordered, the fur shawl helping with the cold from the blasting AC he had on. I asked quite respectfully in my opinion to stay at the back and he irritably said it would look odd if he arrived at the gala with his supposed partner in the back seat.
Quite the people pleaser.
It was a silent ride, I had my AirPods in the entire time, craving even if it was a little bit of noise. I subtly caught him trying to catch glimpses of me through the corner of his eyes, averting his eyes each time I caught him.
“If you want to look or compliment me at least do it with pride and not like a p***y,” I snapped.
“For such a princess-looking woman, y
