The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation

---- 240. A TRAGIC STORY VICTORIA I knew it right away, if I didn't tread carefully, I'd be blamed for the maid's death. "Hello, Mr. Fenir, I came to retum a piece of clothing Celia lent me last night," I said, flashing my best fake smile. "But she's not here, and neither is her maid. I found the door wide open... how careless," I said loudly, even pushing the door open wider. "And do you usually go into rooms when the owner isn't around?" he raised an eyebrow with a sneer of contempt.

Deep in his eyes, I could see the disgust he felt for me. But the fact that he didn't show it openly, and how well he faked his attitude, told me I had to be very careful with this man. "Well, the Lord asked me last night to get along with Celia. He sees her as his sister, I'm just following orders," I replied, stepping into the hallway. "If you want to check, look, I'm not hiding anything," I said, spinning around and swaying my dress. ---- Accusing me of that girl's death was absurd.

Not only did they have no proof, but I had been with Draco the whole time. When would I have killed her, and why? "I can see you're a very clever woman," he said suddenly, just as I was about to leave. "Sly like all vampires, seductive like your kind..." "Why don't you just say what you really want to say?" I snapped, not even pretending to be polite anymore. We stared at each other for a moment that felt like forever. Then he started walking beside me.

"If you're going to stay here, there are some things you should know," he said with a pompous tone. "Follow me." I hesitated, but curiosity won. This wasn't the kind of man who killed you face to face-he was the type to stab you in the back when you least expected it. I found myself following him, refusing to show any fear. I thought he was leading me into a trap, but he turned down some old, abandoned corridors.noveldrama