Chapter Thirty One

Chloe adjusted her dress as she got down from the cab. It was the second time she was going to his house but she still felt nervous. She walked past his car heading for the door. Raising her hand, she knocked on the door but it opened by itself.

The energy from the house felt off.

"Christian", she called out as she stepped into the house. There was no reply.

"Christian", she tried again, still nothing.

She made her way inside the house and her shoe stepped on something wet.

The light in the room was dim so it was hard to decipher what the liquid was.

A groan sounded from behind the two seated sofa. A gasp flew out of her mouth as her eyes landed on Christian's body surrounded by the liquid she had stepped in, blood.

Chloae rushed over to him, kneeling at his side. "Christian", she screamed.

Christian smiled faintly, raising a bloodied hand to touch her cheek, "When I said scream out my name, this was definitely not what I had in mind." Under normal circumstances, maybe she would ha