Angel sat with her legs crossed. Her ten fingers interlaced on the table, and she never let go of her gaze at Logan, who was also sitting in front of him."What did you come here for," Logan said coldly and flatly."Destiny," Angel retorted, staring at Logan's face without blinking. The more he looked at Logan, who was stiff as a rock, the more curious Angel felt about melting Logan's heart. Not the Logan who had been so kind to her even though they had only spent three days together."Destiny? It's more like a disaster for me," Logan said, slightly correcting his seat."Disaster? Do you consider my arrival a disaster? It's nothing. I consider this a destiny, and you are destined to be mine," continued Angel, pulling the wine bottle and opening it quickly. She poured into two glasses and pushed one towards Logan, who only glanced at it."Drink, I bring you the best wine that I produce myself. Relax; I didn't put any poison in it. Just add a little of my saliva to make it easy for you
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