*Natalia*
Tallon had walked me home. He was so sweet and gentle as he walked me through the streets when he very easily could’ve sent me in one of his no doubt very expensive cars. But he was charming, as he joked that he would miss my lovely company, and I had to admit I was glad to share those last few moments with him.
If only I hadn’t lied about where I lived–if I hadn’t directed him to the spare apartment my family had rented out for me that allowed them to keep an eye on me and in extension, Tallon.
The moment I walked through the door, however, I was met face-to-face with the last person I wanted to see right now.
“Uncle.” I immediately straightened to my full height, swallowing uncomfortably as he turned his dark eyes on me.
