His mischievous smirk grew wider when he heard her cursing in a low voice.
Just like a wild cat, she was always ready to bite him. Surprisingly it was so fun for him watching her sharped eyebrows knitted, her seductive lips murmuring silently.
He leaned against his wooden chair leisurely but made sure to keep looking at her face.
Disdainfully she wiped her lips several times and turned her gaze away from his face. Aaron was smirking all the time but the thought of wiping his saliva from her lips made him feeling enlarged.
Still he decided to keep it inside himself and watched her puffed face quietly. When he recalled the past scene calling her Mrs Esme Aaron Richards, his mood subconsciously lifted up as his face beamed.
He couldn't deny the fact that this girl had all the charisma to make him more interesting towards her.
Esme was still looking at those bloomed flowers and completely ignored his existence.
