C15 Pleasure

A dry chuckle left Sia’s lips hearing what Lucas just admitted.

Like hell she cares.

She shook her head, still laughing at his stupidity as she termed it. She unclipped her hand that’s perched on his chest and waved it hastily, “what truth are you talking about Mr. Lucas? Do I look like someone desperate to hear the truth?” she sneered, the corner of her lips raised in contempt