A deal with the devil

Chapter 88

Shirley found herself staring at Benjamin for the first time, openly and without restraint. Her gaze trailed slowly from his sharp brows domand

She noticed his lashes were long, thick, and perfectly curled. It was care for a man to have lashes so beautiful. His skin was flawless, clean, and free of any blemishes or marks

Her thoughts wandered as her eyes moved over his straight, prominent nose before finally settling on his thin, perfectly shaped lips.

Suddenly, Benjamin’s eyes snapped open, his sharp gaze locking onto her like a hawk’s

Startled, Shirley’s hand jerked, and she quickly switched off the hairdryer. “I’m so sorry! Did I burn you?” she stammered, flustered:

had gotten lost in admiring his face and nearly burned him. Her ears turned bright red

Benjamin narrowed his eyes dangerously, his gaze unwavering “What were you just thinking about?”

Shley’s face flushed even botter as she shook her head hurriedly. “Nothing! I wasn’t thinking about anything”

a word, Benjamin snatched the hairdryer from her hand, his expression

Manor, wrecked two of his luxury cars yesterday, and now owed him for saving

there were her unanswered questions. How could she sleep without knowing

phone was missing, and she hadn’t heard anything about Nancy. Not to mention, Benjamin had threatened to confine her to the house. She couldn’t handle being locked up Determined. Shirley plastered on a

herself to ignore the icy atmosphere as she

that she was worth more than he

with a cold flick of his hand. His sharp gaze landed

right

swore, “It was just a

the point of your

drink was spiked. You don’t

accident. She wasn’t that naive. But Shirley began to doubt herself

soft. “It was just me and Nancy.

my guard down.” She rugged lightly on his pinky, looking up at him with an apologetic expression. “Don’t be angry. I’m sorry for misunderstanding you earlier. I shouldn’t have doubted you. I’m sorry.” Benjamin’s expression