Nico
I took another massive gulp of the cognac, the alcohol burning hot against the urge to scream it out loud, to fiercely mark my territory and tell her to back the fuck off because Alaric was entirely mine.
I forced the emotion down, locking it behind a cold, mocking sneer. "So you want him back. Is that what this is?"
Sophia shook her head instantly. "No. Alaric and I were over a long time ago, even before the crash happened. I always knew deep down that he liked men, even if he wasn't ready to acknowledge it back then, so I let him go. But right now? I'm not talking about his feelings, Nicholas. I'm talking about yours. I've seen the way you hover around him."
I scoffed, rolling my eyes as I flicked the ash from my cigar onto the deck. "What are you now? A relationship mind reader?"
Sophia shrugged her shoulders casually. "I might be a beauty model now, but I studied psychology in university before my career took off. Trust me, I am very good at reading people."
