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”

snatched the hairdryer from her hand, his expression cy.

She thought about how she’d misjudged him earlier at the Weiss Manor, wrecked two of his luxury cars yesterday, and now owed him for saving her tonight.

could she sleep without knowing what had

She couldn’t handle being locked up Determined. Shirley plastered on a smile and ignored the displeasure on his face. “You must be exhausted after

she grabbed the hairdryer from his hand again, cranked it to the highest setting, and forced herself to ignore the icy atmosphere as she dried his hair. Once she was done, she grabbed a mirror and held it up

should prove that she was worth more than he thought.

with a cold flick of his hand. His sharp gaze landed on the redness still visible on her cheek. “So, you don’t want to be grounded?”

saw right through her.

a one–time

taken. What’s the point of your

his voice dripping with disdain. “You didn’t notice your drink was spiked. You

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

just me and Nancy. No one else

lightly on his pinky, looking up at him with an apologetic expression. “Don’t be angry. I’m