Chapter 14

ACEIA'S POV

Hudson's gaze collided with mine, and the unfolding realization etched across his face hinted at the tangible waves of anger emanating from me. Internally seething, I found myself incredulous at his audacity to engage with another woman in my absence. Though devoid of romantic sentiments, there existed an unspoken understanding—a boundary of respect that I had expected not to be transgressed.

"Of course, we can extend our stay here if that's your preference, but..." Hudson's attempt to offer an explanation faltered under the intensity of my glare.

Maintaining a polite smile, I interjected, "But? So, you're not interested in spending more time with me? I'm not prone to violence, but I can certainly be menacing."

As Hudson visibly gulped, his eyes darted nervously between me and Vinice, who stood as an unwitting spectator to this unfolding drama. "Sorry, I'm busy. Perhaps some other time," he stammered, attempting to salvage the conversation.

"Maybe never?" I turned my sweet