{Violet’s POV}
I stared around in every direction hoping to see that cute face and artistic physique pop into my viewing but seconds kept ticking by with disappointment.
Liam can’t stand me up.
He’s not like that.
He said he’d come.
We’d meet at the bronze statue.
The more time flew by, the more I grew uneasy, and just when I thought I saw a breakthrough, just when I thought I saw a cute face, it was the wrong cute face.
Daniel Rawlet— the devil’s incarnate had stepped out of his car and was headed my way. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, he saw me.
I flinched and he saw me. I had already given him a head start on ridicule and made him think that I was afraid of him.
But was I afraid of him?
Yes. Very much.
He may not be Liam Cornaro but he isn’t that bad when it comes to look
