It was a little late in the evening. I had been looking for a way to save Agnar from what I had to do. I mean, I would gladly end his stupid life, but it would only destroy everything I had worked for and my chances of finding out who was behind this whole mess.

I was standing in the mirror, staring at the gorgeous figure in the mirror, the dress hugging my body, vividly defining my curves, and my skin tone complimenting the silver.

"If I end up committing murder, then you should be held responsible," Agnar whispered in my ear while hugging me from behind.

"Are you planning...