Lily
"Your wife? What the hell did you tell them?" I asked, exasperated, fighting the urge to stare at Adrian's perfect backside while he led me out of the house 'to talk'. Murder him was my preferred action at the moment, but I didn't want to stain the beautiful carpeted floors of Beatrice's lovely house. Maybe I could do just that once we stepped outside. His Wife? Anger flared at the thought that Adrian had used me to coerce Beatrice to sell her beloved home to him. "When had he become this heartless?"
Adrian halted and whirled toward me, eyes blazing. I realized then that I'd spoken out loud. I shot him a defiant look, intent on letting him know I wouldn't apologise for my words. "Forcing that poor woman out of her house," I said pointing behind me. "...is heartless." I justified.
