A new

Walking through the house,the house keepers line up,both men and women. They all bow to me a 45°respect as I walk passed them, heading into the mansion. Stepping into the corridor my shoes are pulled out for me by one of the maid's. Jacket taken off and suitcase. I get into more comfortable shoes provided before walking into the living room. Lydia, the nanny approache me with Adrian. His ebony hair is disheveled and he has a bruise on his face.

His eyes are fixed on the floor, not daring to look at me. I move closer . Lydia moves a little.

" Speak , now. I'm listening."

I say dryly. Voice deep and firm.

"Adrian for into a fight at school today, with the bullies. "

Lydia explains and I furrow my brows. Since his mother left us,he's become unruly and affected by it. However , it's left an unbearable mark on me too. I sigh , my gaze softens and I pat his head.

" Adrian,I want to know who did this. They can't touch what's mine and fo away with it ."

He slowly gathers courage to look up at me. Those tiger eyes reminds me of her and her betrayal but- he's got nothing to do with that

" I'm sorry ,father. I wasn't strong enough"

His voice trembles as he speaks. He is that scared of me? He shouldn't be. I nod at him.

" You'll do better next time...." I stop mid sentence and stoop down to his level. " If only there'll be a next time. When I'm done with them."

I turn around and advance towards the stairs.

" Get him cleaned up and treated. Tomorrow, I'll go there myself." I ascend the stairs with my back turned to them.

...The next day~ ...

Desiré 🌹

It's still like a dream. Since the murder of my parents,life's been empty and rigged. It's like a part of me has been dejected from my body.

The funeral's been scheduled in two days. I had an appointment with the doctor to check myself because someone forced me to do this or the deal will be broken. I'm now under protection by Oliver till the case has been solved. I watch him round the car and hops into the driver's seat, closing the door .

" How do you feel?" He asks with a little concern and playfulness in his voice.

I pick thesame energy. " Never been worse. Maybe I should force you to a rehab center with a threat ,how about that?" I glare daggers at him. His eyes of golden brown flicker to dark brown. His face serious.

" It was important. You needed it, Desiré . "

He says. I narrow my eyes.

" The cop's always right." I utter taunting. He sighs as if tired.

" Fine , I'm sorry okay. It won't happen again in the future."

" It better not." I say blankly.

" But, seriously. Did your parents get involved in misunderstanding with anyone?"

I wreck my brain for some answers but fond nothing. I shake my head. " Not that I can think of. My mind's really blank right now"

" We'll need to search for some more info. The earlier we seek something out the better."

Oliver roars the engine.

"Where are we headed?" I ask curious.

" My house."

" What?" I mumble in shock. Heat creeping up my cheeks. He looks over at me . Noticing my surprise look, he adds.