Demetrius asks a little too kindly. “Fine.” I notice that Antonio doesn’t reciprocate the question. Antonio takes my hand and uses it to tuck me behind him marginally. His eyes never waver from Demetrius’. But this doesn’t stop Demetrius’s eyes from locking on me. This brute of a guy trails his them up and down my body rudely. “So this is the famous Megan.” He offers his hand. Antonio stiffens. I hesitantly hold my hand out, but instead of shaking it, he brings it to his lips and kisses it. Antonio swiftly pulls my hand away. Demetrius chuckles at Antonio’s reaction. ”So the rumors are true...she is stunning.” Demetrius’ cold but pleasant demeanor transfers to behind me, where Erin stands with our friends. “Ah, this has to be her lovely sister, Erin,” Demetrius fawns bogusly. How does he know our names? Clarissa shoves forward. “My father doesn’t like you here.” She gets close to him, almost in his face. Joey reaches his hands out, takes Clarissa by her shoulders, and pulls her back.
