Vincent and I found our way back to the dressing room. And the first thing that came out of his mouth are the questions that he's holding back since earlier.
“What do you want me to do?”
Even though I thought that it would be easy to make him do my bidding, I still don't think that it is this easy. I barely did my best on making him think that it's just an innocent favor. He knows damn well that I'm up to something. But despite him knowing what I'm trying to do, he still let his obsession over me takes control of him.
“What do you mean?” I ask back, playing innocent.
“Oh, come on, Aurella. Don't act like I don't know you. I've also heard gossips from people before. Street says you like buying people to do things for you in a very reasonable price. A price that, well, reasonable enough
