Rose prepared the question in her mind and Dominic who stood as if he had an upper hand to the small gamble he had offered, was much more in ease compared to her.She didn't back down, bravely asked her first question which she considered thoroughly, "Do you dislike having lunch together?""By together I assume with my family?" Dominic asked her. His black eyes stared at her intently. She nodded her head slowly, answered by his grin. "If you know my reasoning I am certain you would agree for me not to have any lunch with my family. Yes, I do dislike them.""Why?""Shush." Dominic placed one finger over his lips. "It's my turn now."In heat of the moment, Rose forgot their deal and at once nodded her head for him to go on."How did you arrive here? There was suppose to be another girl who should have taken your place," Dominic was certain it was a coincidence that Rose became his bride when she had saved him only a few weeks ago.With the experiences he had gone through in his life, he

Rose was told not to think much about the death which she witness by the maids but she couldn't help but rethinking the sight she saw.She wondered how can anyone manage to see the gore as a normal occurrence? It was because she knew she couldn't.And Dominic…Rose had seen him as a person full of smile and confidence. This wasn't their first time of meeting and after many exchange, she could tell he was similar to an onion. No matter how much she peeled the skin of the onion, there would always be a layer below him, hiding his core which is his true self.It made her question what side of Dominic that she truly knew about.That night at the dinner, Rose glued her eyes close to her plate. She could feel the burning gaze coming from Dominic. Unlike at the time of the breakfast, Dominic was now sitting in front of her. There should be lady Ashley, Shaw, and the duke with them but each of them had some prior agenda to attend.As if— Rose thought in her mind— that the family was avoiding

Lady Ashley who was aware of what Dominic stated gripped her fork and went on to put the food to her mouth as if she had heard nothing. Dominic enjoyed torturing how the woman struggle to keep up her face on being the perfect mother she wanted to pose when in truth she was holding a dagger on her hand, waiting for the right time to attack him."The Opera have started again this year. I was thinking to hold a welcoming party for Rose both socially and privately," she then veered the conversation, trying to bury what Dominic had wanted to insinuate before Rose could tell what the underlaying meaning beneath his words."Privately. I can do that alone finely," Dominic replied while looking into Rose's eyes.The lady was annoyed by how Dominic remained nonchalant in attitude when they both knew her attention to kill him. He should have been angry or make a ruckus which she can then manipulate the situation to make herself as the better person but instead, Dominic had gotten under her skin

Rose couldn't see the face of the woman who was called as a witch and was only able to see her short stature from the silhouette reflected on the curtain.Dominic had made himself a seat on the front of the chair as he usually would at his home while Rose was unsure whether or not to sit until he pulled her hand and offered her the seat next to him.After a few second they had seated the woman finally spoke, "Not a witch. Fortune teller."Dominic bent his head slightly and Rose saw his smile turning darker, "A fortune teller according to the High Society is none other than what we know as witch. You have hidden yourself so well that I'm sure no one had heard about you other than those who believe in fable.""You are one of those who believe in the fable I assume," the woman replied when she added, "Or perhaps you were just desperate. I have seen many people like you who came to me. Is it your future that you wish to know?"Dominic narrowed his eyes faintly, "No. I don't have interest

Jayden Harding walked back to his house when he stopped by the box letter. His eyes brightened seeing the pink colored letter that slipped out from the small opening of the box.He rushed inside his house, bringing the letter with him and impatiently tore the sides of the envelope when his mother appeared to watch him with curious eyes, "An envelope from whom, Jayden?""It's from Miss Rose!" A certain excitement could be heard from his voice that caused his mother to chuckle with happiness.Jayden had expressed his sincere attraction toward Rose and his hope to court her. Knowing the handkerchief he had made for her, he had took it as a sign of her love for her, not knowing the truth behind it.The disappointment on his face was a striking change to his face as he read the content of the letter and how Rose had rejected him in the most painful way.One of the sentence crushed Jayden's heart to pieces, 'I do not know what I had done to make you believe that I love you, Jayden but I do