Lena felt like crying right now; no, she wished she could die right now and save herself the shame.
“God, he is so annoying,” Lena muttered with gritted teeth before she walked down the car.
Her gaze scanned the place; they stood at the entrance of a modern home with a lot of fresh plants.
“This place looks welcoming,” Lena thought; it had a calm vibe that signified a family with a lot of love lived in there.
A place not for Nero, a man with a heart of stone.
“Are you cursing me right now?” Nero asked, and Lena shook her head in denial; she had to behave and also mind her words.
“I will never do that, master,” Lena said, and her voice carried a hint of mockery.
Nero wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her closer. “I saw your desperation,” he stated, and her brows furrowed.
