Thirty Nine

THE STRANGE MAN

With anger radiating all of his body, Oliver stomped into the living room, shrugging off his jacket and throwing it behind him at the maid trailing behind him. "Prepare me a cold bathe!"

Then he stalked off, making his way up the stairs and ignoring Xavier's and Geneva's gaze on him.

Madonna who was by that time about taking the stairs down abruptly stopped and leaned against the wall, arms spreaded against it as she willed herself motionless. Even though she wasn't so sure he was going to sight her, she stayed that way.

And luck been on her side, Oliver took off to his room with a single glance back.

Instead of letting out a relieved sigh, she began pacing back and forth the hallway. Now what shit had she gotten herself into? Or will she keep hiding? This hide and seek game she's visibly starting wouldn't last her an eternity.

This will possibly change between them under this roof and she's fully aware both of them can't ignore what had took place between them yester