Chapter 672. The Empress

Veronica Ambrose

Those dark eyes are incapable of hiding what she's feeling. They widen slightly, she averts her gaze elsewhere but that doesn't help. My eyes lower down to her chest, I watch as she breathes more rapidly, her chest heaving up and down faster than it normally does.

She taps her fingers against the table before the Emperor gives her a look, telling her not to. Now she's bouncing her leg up and down, I'm a thousand percent sure of it. I pretend to drop my fork just to check and struggle with hiding my smirk when I discern that she's indeed bouncing her leg up and down.

"Just water," I tell the maid when he asks me what I prefer, I'm already drunk on something much more dangerous than alcohol.

Veronica nervously chews on some bread while watching me, she thinks I have no clue but I do. I like knowing that she watches me just like I watch her. I look ahead, joining the conversation that's going around a