Chapter Seven

Elena's POV:

Mason drove into an estate and took a left turn. I stared at the buildings as we drove through the quirtt streets, taking several more turns and driving deeper into the estate.

“How far is your home?” I asked, as I turned to face him.

Mason turned to face me. “It’s close, just a bit further from the other houses." Mason replied, turning to face the road.

“Why?” I pressed.

“You sure have a lot of questions, cupcake." he said, clearly avoiding the question.

The thought of bearing the title Mrs. Brown was something I wasn’t quite ready for, especially considering the responsibility of accompanying Mason to business events and social gatherings. But there was one opportunity I saw here—training in combat. If I hadn’t been so weak, I wouldn’t have lost to Williams.

I placed my hands on my flat tummy and whispered to myself, "If only I wasn’t so weak, I wouldn’t have lost..."

“We’re here." Mason announced.

I looked up to see a large terrace duplex standing before us. Mason lowe