/Eliana's POV/
Talking to someone who has an ego bigger than himself. I swear, if it was someone who has less patience than me, he would have already been dead.
"You have stabbed me five times. Can you stop now?" he whispered to me. We are watching Bella and Luca performing on the stage.
"Not until I do it in real life," I murmured back.
"You know it's not that easy. Especially when I'm your child's father," my heart skipped many beats as he said that. "I mean, she calls me Papà," he flashed me a bitter smile.
"It's not funny!"
"I wasn't trying to be,"
"Why are you still alive?"I'm too handsome to die,"
"You're so full of yourself," I scoffed.
"I had a good teacher," he stared dead into my eyes. My heart was increasing its speed as his stare got intense. "Am I that pretty to look at,"
"I'm just wondering which zoo you escaped from,"
"You—"