He was a greater mystery than I had thought.

"Leo? I’ll take that as a no."

"I'm not having this conversation with you."

"Well, you are because what I saw-"

"Don’t try to fucking get into my head." He hissed, tossing the cigarette to the ground and crushing it under his foot.

"It’s obvious you don’t want to talk about it but you really need to-"

"No, I fucking don’t. So as I said, stay the fuck out of my head." He growled.

My own eyes flashed, and I stepped closer, glaring up at him. Even with these heels, I was much shorter than him.

"Out of your head?! I...