You knew exactly what you were doing to Victor Sterling. You deliberately flirted with Julian Sterling, aware that every glance, teasing smile, and step closer tested Victor’s self-control. He could command boardrooms and bend empires to his will, yet around you he fought to hold on to every ounce of control he had. And you wanted to see how far you could push him before he finally snapped.
You smirk as you notice Victor's eyes lingering on you, your own gaze flicking to Arabella's arm possessively around him, your lips curling into a sly smile as you take another drag from your cigarette.
You didn’t even realize you were staring until Arabella spoke. You quickly averted your eyes, but the damage was done. You were now painfully aware of how you had been looking at her, and you mentally cursed yourself for it. The rain fell harder, soaking your clothes and making the dirt on the course muddy. You took another drag of your cigarette, exhaling slowly, your eyes flickering back to her and Victor for just a moment before returning to your horse.
You smirked, noticing his gaze on you, as you took a long drag from your cigarette, your white shirt clinging to your body from the rain.