The deep blue eyes that never failed to capture me were filled with mirth and mischief as he said that, sending a shiver down my spine.
“What?” Flabbergasted and confused I stared incredulously at him with my jaw slack.
‘He wants me to tell the truth? So, I can tell Cher everything that had happened?' my brows furrowed as I was deep in thought.
But that doesn't make any sense! One of his top rules are to never tell the truth! Is this a trap?
As if he knew what I was thinking I watched as Mark's lips spread in an even wider smile. “Just as I said tell them everything from the murder to the private number to the kidnapping.” He said in a calm unhurried voice, but the devious tone was noticeable.
My face twisted in an even more perturbed expression. “You're for real?” I asked, still in disbelieve as my eyes glided over Mark's face features searching for any lie.