The study was dark.
The only other source of light in the room was the faint glow of the moonlight that came in through the opened window.
Tristan was sitting with a relaxed posture behind the large desk, his hands brushing lightly against the smooth formica surface while his mind drifted off.
It went to the most recent events of his life, the one that bothered him the most.
It was something that he had not been able to get off his head and the confused look on his face was a testament to that.
That woman had barged into his life out of nowhere and asked him to mark her like it was some kind of a casual business transaction.
Well, it must have been indeed because he was certain that she must have exchanged all of her life savings for his mark.
So it was quite likely a business tr
