Chapter 43

Dolion POV

“Damn, that girl act so smart and that is why I’m slowing falling for her..” I rubbed the sharp edge of the knife slowly on my tongue.

Haha.. you must be thinking blood should be seeping out of my tongue right? Haha.. I am Dolion Maxwell, the almighty rogue.. The master of manipulation, and a twister.

I sat on the couch inside our cabin, the sunlight bursting through the windows. The furniture were better description of how old the cottage looks like something more than cower.

There had been barely just a chair and only I was entitled to rest on it. The wooden table smells nothing more than the sour odour from the wet oak tree back in the wood.

Something insects as been carrying feast on. I mostly preferred dwelling in the city, life was more better than being in the forest, but the surge, the pull to as a rogue wasn’t something to blot out of my features. I was more like answering to the name ‘animal’ that human call us.

Lolchan and Ray has been out for some work for