Elle's POV
“Here.” Demian threw me some pictures, they slid across the table to me, “With this I’ve kept my words.”
I picked up the pictures and smiled.
“I don’t get what’s making you so happy. He was your enemy.” He was a bit annoyed.
“He was forced to do it and it's not like he succeeded.” I looked up from Adan’s picture in which he was meeting his wife and daughter.
“He did in something.”
“And you had him beaten enough for it.”
He just rolled his eyes and I rolled mine in response.
“I’m leaving.”
“Fine.”
He picked up his phone and was about to leave the condo when I called him.
“Demian?”
He turned around, “Hm?”
“What do you want for dinner?”
He scratched his cheek with his finger and then answered me, “You.”
“Oh? So you’re fasting. I understand. No problem.” I turned my f
