"Duke, you are unbelievable! Yes, Leena is married. It's not the end of the world. How long are you going to stay here? I've got a ton of work to do. C'mon. Just let it go." Belinda exploded with anger. All morning he had been sitting there brooding. And he still hadn't gotten over losing his sister to another guy. Or at least that's how she saw it. He was exaggerating!
"I haven't said a word yet. I see no reason why you should feel disturbed. Why do you care how long I will stay?" Duke said, without looking at Belinda. He was still flipping the magazine in his hands.
"You haven't spoken, but the very air feels oppressed. You're sitting there like a Buddha statue! If I sit in your office and look at you every few seconds, you'd feel weird too." Belinda rolled her eyes. If he was really upset, Duke could go find that man, have a fight, settle it once for all! What was the point of just sitting here and sulking? And worse, instead of his own company, he chose to sit in her office. What on earth was he thinking?
"Um! Good advice. How about you come to my office and watch me at work this afternoon. So I can have a taste of this pressure." Duke seemed accustomed to Belinda's anger; He didn't move even an inch.
"You really think I have nothing better to do? I've got so much work piled up. Why would I waste time watching you work? Plus, it's not worth my time to look at you." Belinda glowered at him. She wished she could just throw this man back to his own office, then she could focus on her work.
"It's not worth your time? Say that again!" Duke narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the defiant woman sitting opposite him.
"It's truly not worth my time. I'm afraid your poker face will ruin my mood." Belinda muttered in a low voice only she could hear herself. Well, at least it was true that he was affecting her mood. Everything was fine until he came and sat here statue-like. His face was sullen with anger, as if he were conned by some deadbeat. She just couldn't ignore his expression.
"Belinda, are you defying me?" Duke said through gritted teeth. Without any warning, Duke stood up and came forward. He leaned towards her, his face only inches from hers. Belinda was startled by his sudden movement. Did he have to move so fast? He could give her a heart attack.
"Duke, spit it out! What do you want?" Belinda felt her anger rise. Duke just didn't let it go. What was so bad about Leena's husband? Duke didn't like his look? His family background? Or, was Duke so possessive of his sister that he wanted her to stay single forever?
"I want nothing. I don't feel like working or doing anything." Belinda was going to freak out, Duke realized. Hands on her desk, he eyed Belinda playfully, and a fond look crossed his cold face.
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