Chapter Ninety

Zyrielle's POV.

I laughed as we strolled past the art gallery. My head was reeling with various designs as my imagination became more active. Getting used to the fact that there was probably so much I could do with art blew my mind away.

I mean, I had seen various designs of stuff, but seeing them face to face had unlocked a higher level of my creative sense, which I was grateful for. Rain insisted that we go on a date.

"I'm positive you like it." He said and I had no choice but to nod. This was beauty, this was art and I had never seen anything like it in my entire life. I would never have imagined that I would be in such a situation where I would be looking at priceless pieces and be shown around in such an eclectic space.

"Thank you for bringing me here; you do not know what you have done for me, "I told him, which made him laugh.

"Maybe I do and maybe I'm only trying to worm my way into your bed." He replied and I began to chuckle. "This is supposed to be a private space. Don't