"Am I a threat to you?" Lena posed the question to Darian, applying final touches to the light makeup on her face.
She huddled her makeup kits back into the box and heaved an exasperated sigh. She wasn't the type to go out to open places but she couldn't refuse Gaby's request not after bribing her with something she had longed to know of.
"In what way, Lena?" He passed the earrings she left on the bed to her and sat back, resting his back on the headboard, his eyes glued to the magazine he was reading.
"Never mind, Darian." She smiled. She didn't want to tell Darian about Judson's threats; they didn't get to her. She had pondered on telling him but there was no need for that. "How do I look?" She spun around, standing in front of him.
Darian didn't look at her, the news about some assa
