Chapter 7

“Maybe next time then," Marcel replied, his tone not sincere.

“So who is she?" Eden asked, taking his attention to me and there was a dark desire that lingard in his eyes as they wandered away from my face to my slightly opened chest.

“She?" Marcel took his eyes to me but no such desire was in his eyes it just felt he could see through me. To my darkest secrets and insecurities.

I don't like it one bit but still it fascinates me somewhat.

“Well, I haven't decided yet," he said and I swallowed, feeling nervous.

What does he mean ‘he hasn't decided yet?

What does that mean?

I ought to have asked him there and then but I remained mute, probably I was scared for the answer he would give me.

“Come on, let's go in. You have to tell me all that went down in that idiot's place," Eden said…

I was escorted into the house and the interior design of the mansion was equally as magnificent if not more impressive than the outside design with large, beautiful and intrinsic paintings hung on the wall