Amara’s POV
"Of course, if you let me..."
His lips touched mine, and he said, "Well, you will know it sooner or later." He then left me in the living room swiftly.
“Ma’am Amara, your food is ready. Do you want to eat?” The butler asked.
I glanced at the butler, it was an old woman with a pretty face. I smiled at her, and said, “Uhm, please don’t address me as your Ma’am. Just call me by my name.”
She lowered her head, “Okay, Amara.”
"Thank you, but I'm not craving anything," I said as I went upstairs and opened the door to my room to start packing. I opened the closet door and took out my clothes, coats, underwear, and bras. Until something from above the closet fell to the floor. I bent down to pick it up, but when I saw that it was a gun, I quickly dropped it while gulping fea
