Chapter 181. Help

DEAN

"I can't believe what you're saying, Carla. We're talking about Lena. Your best friend."

"She was never my best friend," she declared, slamming the table with her words.

She looked deep into my eyes. I felt uncomfortable, but I didn't look away. I kept looking at her, capturing her with my seductive gaze. Just as she manipulated me, I also wanted to manipulate Carla.

I took her hands and pressed them.

"I'll do what you ask, but let me see her, Carla. I need to see her."

"Is a photo enough for you?"

"No. I want to see her in person," I pleaded.

Carla didn't like my idea and shook her head. But I didn't stop looking into her eyes. If she was obsessed with me, there had to be something that would allow her to give orders. I continued touching her so she could feel me. I wanted to convey my pain through my gaze. Carla scanned my face, and I asked the