They arrived in the living room and Azrael turned, his eyes instantly falling on Diana.
His jaw dropped and he found himself mesmerized by her beauty.
She is pretty, but her look today was something else, and even though he doesn't like her that much, he can't deny the fact that she looked enticing.
He quickly shook his head to snap back to reality and took deep breaths.
Flora on the other hand, fumed in anger, not failing to notice that Diana and Lorenzo were in matching outfit.
His suit was white with red designs and Diana's dress was red with white desighns.
Her hands balled into tight fist and she took deep breaths to control the anger that was boiling up within her.
'Calm down, Flora. The matching outfit means nothing. Mr. Vicenzo loves only you and no one else.'
She assured herself and raised her head when everyone began to walk towards the door to exit the mansion.
