Leila watched Selena through the window with an ominous feeling, rising deep from within her.
The blonde walked graciously with her head high, her high-heeled feet merely touching the ground. Her hair was tied up in a sleek bun on the back of the head, revealing the perfect oval face that got Nate so enchanted. Maybe she was on the thinner side a little, but her body was perfectly taut and firm due to the dance.
She wore a sleeveless tight white dress, exposing her smooth milky skin, wrapping only a stole over her bare shoulders.
Leila had no choice but to admit the ballerina was a gorgeous, elegant woman.
Deciding not to pretend she didn't see her coming, she opened the entrance door.
"Ms. Samuel, I'm sorry, Nate isn't home," Leila politely said.
And then she saw it in Selena's hand
