Tarak pulls up in a huge mansion after the fifteen-minute drive.
He climbs out of the car, opens the door for me and takes my hand.
"Welcome home."
My jaw drops.
"This house is yours?"
He winks.
"Ours."
I'm blown away by the house ; a huge garden with beautiful views from it's pristine lawns and swimming pool. The creamy cozy couches on the front porch.
My heart is swept away immediately he opens the door for me. My eyes ogle at the gorgeous living room that has silver-coloured walls and a huge flat-screen TV mounted on the wall. The sitting room features big decor books on the coffee tables, an open log fire and an array of cream-colored leather sofas.
The entire house from the Marilyn Monroe artwork on the walls to the spectacular chandeliers screams class and money.
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