Chapter 42

Cora POV.

My eyes swept across the beautiful petals before me; their lavender offers a calming, floral fragrance ideal for relaxation. My stomach kept bubbling as I held on tight against it. "Shit," I groaned when a sweet chicken soup delicacy scent hit my nose instead of the flower I was busy inhaling close to the window.

I slowly turned my neck and saw a muscular man right in front of him, he looked at me slowly with a small smirk on his face. "Thought you said you're not hungry? Why pretend?" He grinned, most likely in a cold way and his voice was thick and deep.

"Hmmh"...