Chapter 465

"You heartless little thing," Stephan muttered. As he propped himself up with one hand, he bent his lean waist slightly, bringing his face level with Felicia's as she sat on the couch. In that fleeting moment, the distance between them was almost nonexistent. In Stephan's dark, piercing eyes, Felicia caught a fleeting glimpse of something possessive. It was an almost tyrannical thirst for control, tinged with a predatory hunger. It exuded a domineering sense of ownership, as though he wanted to brand her as his. But just as quickly, Stephan pulled back. He reached out with his other hand and ruffled her hair before standing up and walking away. That intense, heart-stopping gaze and his subtle intention of wanting to kiss her seemed to have been nothing more than an illusion. Felicia snapped out of it, realizing that aside from feeling nervous, there was also a faint trace of excitement bubbling within her. It was as if a part of her had been secretly hoping he'd follow through wi