CHAPTER EIGHTIsabella was walking alone,the delibrate slowless of her feet was the perfect echoes of a dead street. The smile that stretched to her lips made it clear that she wanted to have Leo by her side all through the cold morning, gripping tightly on his lonely bed. She unbottened her cardigan, and flung to her right arm, while her shoulders were left bare. She edged closer to the door and her smile enraged widely and above her lips, and the lights around his silent gardens beamed all over her. It was the smell of hibiscus that appealed most to her. She was curious and scared and was finding a better way to lure him to her, she had thought deeply, and it would sound more enticing to him if she appeared. She swirled her gown slightly to the position of her breast and rubbed a small portion of mud on her brow, to appear as someone who had been infuriated deeply, and hurt. He would likely listen to her, especially when it was late in the night, and all the tales associated with
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