CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX (The Villa)

I woke up when the car made a turn and entered a road that looked like a runway. I hurriedly lifted my head when I noticed I was leaning on Lucas's shoulders. It was embarrassing that I have stained his white shirt with my saliva. He turned to look at me, but I avoided his eyes and quickly looked away. The tinted glass prevented me from having a clear view. With the black background, I still manage to see the gold-plated gate that opened itself as we drove in.

Lucas lived in a villa. From the gate, I anticipated a building with more sophisticated technology. The car made a turn around a water fountain with stood high like a roundabout parked at the lot. Shortly the door opened and Lucas stepped out first, the chauffeur behind the door bow a bit as he walked past him. He did the same to me as I joined, I wanted to rebuke him and tell him I don’t want such treatment, but I was distracted by the fountain I barely saw.

I didn’t notice the vastness of the fountain, no wonder it took for