“Y-Yes...?”

“Eat before you leave.”

“I’m not hungry.”

“And you haven’t been for a while now. You’re not leaving this table until you eat something.”

“But I—”

Zique looked up at her, his eyes so austere that their gaze dumbed her. “I made a statement, I didn’t ask a question.”

Kiara swallowed, her eyes watering. What was happening now? He was so nice before, why was he treating her like this now?

“Okay, I’ll eat.”

For what else could she do? The tears on her cheeks, she wiped them and watched blurrily as he opened up the covered plates. "Eat whatever you want."

Kiara glanced over into the plates and forced herself to eat in his presence. He didn't touch the food, just watched her and when she couldn't eat anymore, she leaned back against her chair. "C-Can I go now?"

"Come here Kiara."

Kiara glanced up at him as she stood up, walking around the table to stand in front of him. He sighed, leaning in to rest his forehead against her stomach. "F*ck...! Quit looking at me as if I just rippe