Maeve
The last thing I expected was Mark showing up in front of my bedroom door with a broken nose and bleeding lips. Quickly, before anybody could see, I had allowed him in, and only then did I notice the raging flames in his eyes. He was angry, and was boiling over in rage.
"Is there a reason for this sudden visit? And what's with the look on your face? Don't tell me Lisa beat you up because she saw me leaving your room—"
"You made me an offer, right?!" Mark interjected sharply, his eyes glistening with immense anger.
"Yes, what about it? Are you ready to give me an answer now?" I asked with folded arms and an arched brow.