Chapter Fifty

Quick greetings were exchanged between Dylan and the staff while Ella admired the beauty before her. It was almost like Villa Vergara but with a touch of gold. Ornate paintings hung beautifully on the walls. The roof above was thoughtfully crafted with high ceilings. The floors were a sparkling set of marbles. By the left towards the end of the front door was a spiral staircase that led the way up.

‘’Idad, show her upstairs.’’ Dylan said in a bored tone.

‘’I want my own room.’’ Ella demanded in a whisper loud enough to be heard by him alone.

‘’No.’’ he stated and walked away before she could protest.

‘’So much for asking.’’ She muttered under her breath.

‘’Come along now dear.’’ Idad held her hand as they made for the stairs.

Ella saw two gangly maids whispering to each other while making calf-eyes at Dylan’s retreating figure. She rolled her eyes and snorted, he must have such a devastating effect on every red-blooded female–including you a voice in her head point