Third Person's POV
A flicker of irritation crossed her face and her once-tranquil expression turned into one of mild displeasure.
"Oh, I wasn't pretending, Nyx."
Her voice was smooth but there was an unmistakable undercurrent of annoyance in it.
"Why are you so angry at me when I'm simply enjoying my time? I don't recall inviting you here."
She tilted her head slightly and a playful glint appeared in her cerulean eyes before her lips curled into a smirk.
"You came here of your own volition, so why don't you keep that attitude of yours tucked into those giant cow titties of yours?"
The words were laced with mockery yet Isha's expression remained composed as if she were merely testing the waters.
But instead of the fiery reaction she had anticipated and had been waiting to see, Nyx did something unexpected.