64.

Dalia’s PoV

My jaws dropped before I could stop it. I frantically look around as Eros’ driver stops the car at the roadside. It was practically in front of Dad’s compound. What is he doing? How did he know the way to my dad’s house?

I narrow my eyes at Eros who acted like he didn’t do a background check on me to know where Dad’s house is located. “What is this?”

Eros raises an eyebrow. “What is what? This is where you will stay until I am ready.”

I scoff. “And here I was thinking you were taking me back to my apartment. How do you know this is the safest place for me? Did you do a background check on me? So now you are officially my stalker... Right?” I ask sarcastically. This was the only way to explain how he knows so much about me within a short period of time. A space of months. We weren’t that close.

Eros shakes his head and I could tell he is amused at my conclusion. Why does everything I say sound like a joke to him? It is beginning to infuriate me.

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