Chapter 66

"Fuck he's scarred," Rune whispered behind Adler; the rigidity in his movement and the loss of sly was enough to prove he didn't like the spot he was placed in.

Adler's eyes drooped. 

Grey pupils, damp and combed back light brown hair, with a body frame vibrating for a competition, Ruslan was scarred

"Not impressed," Adler muttered, stepping back from the screen.

His lips twitching, Ruslan shook his head, "I didn't fix liar in your list of attributes, but you're one?"

Adler chuckled, rubbing the side of his face, "Fine. I am impressed but by your willingness to dig your grave yourself." He wished there wasn't a screen separating them. Would the smug smile still be on Ruslan's face, "How long have you been obsessed with me?"

"Everyone knows of the reaper," Ruslan shrugged, "You're like some supervillain. All you leave is a body, so it's tough to pin you down,"

"This is the part where I feel flustered?"

"You've certainly earned it," Rusla