NALEDI’S POV
I gritted my teeth, contemplating whether to take him up on the offer to be a bitch, because, boy was he trying me. I didn’t know how long I could keep this up but I spoke anyway.
“Luka is up to something.”
“Tell us something we don’t know.”
“If you could give me five seconds without hurling-” I stopped myself when I saw his face grow cold. “If you are going to keep this up then this is not the right time to have this conversation.” I got up, “Lest I say something rebellious.”
“Sit down, Naledi.” He said when I made my way out of the darned room.
He could go fuck himself for all I cared.
“Naledi!” I heard him growl just when I was about to hit the stairs. “Don’t you fucking turn your back on me.” I didn’t need to turn around to see he was pissed.
He fucking snapped.
I turned around in silence, holding the resting bitch face but knowing how to pick my battles. This was not the time and place to do anything funny.