Chapter 177

While Bellatrix forced down her second scoop of food, Damien watched her, eyes narrowed and a flickering of amusement slithering across his expression. Clever, he thought, turning to face his own empty plate. Even though she's lied, she'd manipulated Regina using what she knew would hurt her the most. Recalling the look on Regina's face before she stormed off, he nodded, impressed. It worked like a lucky charm. "You're not going to ask why I lied?" Bellatrix spoke softly, her voice cutting through the silence that had placed a veil down between the two of them. Damien glanced at her. Although she wasn't looking his way, he could tell that she was watching, observing and waiting for his answer. He shook his head. "No. Not unless you want me to." She finally met his gaze, staring at him for a few seconds before she looked back at her plate, the corners of her lips tugging upwards slightly. "You're good at pretending." He gave a shrug. "When you live in a society like ours, it's a skill y