CHAPTER FIFTY
"You've spoken with the sisters, right? Diana asked leaning her over the fire place with a stern expression. She wouldn't take no for a question because she was certain Julian knows how important this was to her and she wouldn't dare disappoint here.
Diana stir the wine in her wine glass gently and waited for Julian response, she had buried her head down for a day just to give her time she needed to speak with the sisters.
"Still desperate" Julian smiled and she watched her softly, Diana who was filled with desperate things. Always wants things under her control and desperate. Julian took her time to stare deeply at her sister dark gaze, she wouldn't hesitate to have her blood splatter on this cold floor.
And as her elder, she wouldn't be able to raise her hand to her little sister. She stood then walked towards the wine cellar to pour out a drink for herself.
