Cocky Bastard [Bonus]
Sylas' lip couldn't help but curl a bit when he saw her. She looked like she wanted to take a bite out of someone's neck, half irritated and half anxious.
It was only when he suddenly appeared at her table that she noticed his appearance.
"You…"
Cassarae didn't know what to say.
Sylas looked perfectly healthy, as though he had been living the good life. Honestly, it could be said that he had been. He had had his first night of excellent rest in a while, he had eaten a mountain's worth of food, and he had people waiting on him everywhere he looked.
In fact, because he knew that he was coming here, he was wearing the same outfit he had when he touched down from the helicopter to Paradise: a turtleneck, a pair of jeans, and a nice trench coat on top.