"He is not a lover who does not love forever."
-Euripides
Grace Roberts' PoV:
"Name your price," I said sternly.
It would be a thousand bucks or even if it would turn out to be more than it, even then who would want to undergo another strategy of their rival when it could easily be discovered.
Arthur took a good look at me and when I was on the brink of getting weirded out, he snapped his gaze away.
"I am assuming that you except me to demand money?" He raised his brow. When no reply came from me, he was sure that I hadn't thought any different.
"Miss Roberts, what I ask of you is just a favour." I rolled my eyes thinking of how big of a favour it already sounded.
Getting restless, I sit up straight and rubbed my neck anxiously. "What is it?" I ask ready contemplating on killing hi
