CHAPTER 172

PRECIOUS

"Excuse me please," I muttered to Damon, not waiting for his response before sauntering in Duke's direction. He had a glass of wine in his hands and from the way he held it, I knew that the poor glass didn't stand the chance of surviving it.

But suddenly a thought came to mind and the memory of him with Ruby flashed through and for a fleeting second moment, I thought about how well it served him but it quickly vanished when I remembered that he could never do anything behind my back or to hurt me for that matter.

Duke's eyes shot up when he saw me walking towards him and I thought I saw his tension loosen a little and a fake smile appeared on his face before it vanished like it was never there.

I maintained our gaze with him and as I was finally standing in front of him, I looked down at the poor glass and gently took it away from him.

"Leave it," He tried taking it back, but being stubborn, I didn't let him.

"Why should I? The poor glass did nothing." I whispered,