'Knock, Knock.'
The double door of the study room flung open without waiting for a response. Mark frowned at the tall and burly man whose eyes glinted mysteriously at his sight inside the study room.
The man, named Alaric De Michèle, was amazed that Alvin wasn't panicked by the trail behind Anya or that his secret antique warehouse wasn't secret anymore.
Instead, Alvin patiently taught a little human without a hint of fear or anxiety by his appearance.
Alaric stepped inside while his hawk eyes merely brushed around the vast study room and met the cognac eyes zeroed on him. A lopsided smirk appeared on his face realizing Alvin Matthews graces his every rumor.
Mysterious. Daring… Suave.
Zane solved the mathematics sum and looked at the stranger who entered inside. The man was tall like his father with broad shoulders but his rugged masculine body looked intimidating and powerful.
