RAGING HEAT

Hannah still stood there not knowing what to do. She wondered about how much he knew and why he was here out of all places...

“Do not cower...admit to it” Cora was helpful for once in weeks.

She leveled the man with a pointed glare and he only laughed at the gesture.

“Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me” he kept drawing closer and closer till he sat down beside her.

She noticed he was tall and slightly muscled, there was a scar on his forearms and...she wouldn’t lie about the fact he was good looking, creepy but still fine.

“I won’t ask any questions so you can just relax around me. I got bored of the wedding and decided to come out for fresh air”. He shrugged nonchalantly and proceeded to light up a cigarette.

“What pack are you from...because i don’t remember seeing you inside the palace...?” Her suspicion was still burning high as the glare was permanently etched on her face.

A sigh left his lips as he took a long drag of the cigarette before blowing out a large ring of smoke.