Chapter 175: The Fight…
Lilia let out a shaky breath, trying to stifle the gasp rising in her throat. Was this man seriously doing this to her? Was he trying to tease her? It seemed she had been wrong for attempting to stop him—especially when he spoke.
Zethan’s hand slowly caressed her thigh, trailing upward with deliberate slowness. Lilia clamped her legs together, forcing her focus onto the plate before her. But she wasn’t even eating—just staring blankly at the food, her cheeks flushed with heat.
Oh, what was he trying to do? Was he trying to tease her? He knew exactly the kind of way he could make her feel—and right now, sweet shivers ran down Lilia’s spine. Her lips parted slightly as she tried to think straight.
"Lady Lilia, don’t you like the food?" William asked, a note of concern in his voice. He had noticed she was not eating, just staring at the meal.
But little did he know, it was an entirely different reason why Lilia wasn’t eating.
Lilia blinked and inhaled and exhaled deeply, attempting to calm herself.
’Stay calm, speak calmly’ she soooe to herself.
"Oh, I love the meal," she replied quickly, shifting as she picked up her fork and knife. She began to cut her food, trying to seem composed.
Zethan’s lips curled into a knowing smirk.
William lowered his gaze, returning his attention to his meal. Lilia, on the other hand, snapped her head toward Zethan, her eyes wide with a silent plea for him to stop. She didn’t want anyone to notice, and she was trying her best to hold back the sound that was about to slip from her lips.
But Zethan’s eyes pointed with dark satisfaction.