Chapter Eighty-Six.

James smiled at the audacity of the man sitting before him and raised his hand making his guards relax with their eyes fixed on Declan.

“You are not quite what I had imagined.” James said, watching Declan pour out a glass of wine for himself.

“What were you expecting? A good looking man with four or six men in tow everywhere he goes?” Declan asked, sipping his wine. “Well, I am sorry to disappoint you.”

“You really are one of a kind. The fact that you are not trembling despite knowing who I am is quite impressive.”

Declan snorted at the statement without looking at James

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“So you called me to ask some questions. I am here because I wanted to hear them. These little remarks of yours are irrelevant and are actually time wasting.”

Declan said, pouring himself a second glass.

“Are you sure that you are not going to take a glass of wine with me?” He asked point in at James’s untouched drink.

“I think I am okay. So what do you have to say, especially when you know why I called you her