"What is bothering you, my heaven?" said Louisa. She moved closer, wrapping her arms tightly around Ethan's side as they walked down the bustling avenue, intentionally making her voice sound as sweet and comforting as possible.
Before becoming his woman, she had never paid close attention to such subtle details, but after those four days of absolute intimacy, she had developed the constant habit of watching her man. Now, she could clearly read his expression, and she noticed the deep, brewing anger hidden behind his calm face.
"We are being heavily watched, and I believe someone high up wants to use me as a tool for something," said Ethan. His voice was a barely audible whisper, his piercing amethyst eyes looking straight ahead without a hint of emotion. "Do not say another word. Just keep walking normally."
