He just kept smiling while shaking his head. "After you, Snowflake," he said, sweeping his hand, but I only growled at him, thoroughly unamused by the name.
"Call me Snowflake one more time--" I started, my voice low, but he seemed unfazed by it.
"Your death threats are getting stale, do you not think, love?" He asked, emphasizing the last word with a raised eyebrow.
When she took on the dare, the last thing she expected was to be captured like a wild animal and brought to a grand palace belonging to one of the three Gordon boys. She certainly didn’t expect to play the part of a Protector or to constantly question her emotions for a pair of arrogant, blue eyes.
