Chapter 12

Ava instinctively pulled back the moment he whispered those words to her. She could feel her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "I do like it when you blush, Ava. I do," he mumbled while grabbing his jacket and then held my hand. "Come, we are going out."

"Huh? Out?"

"Yes, out," he said, dragging me out of the house. He gave Lady Martha some instructions and picked up a phone call that made him frown. "I will deal with that. I'm on my way," he muttered before moving towards his limousine. I stepped in, and he followed, shutting the door. "Take us to the casino," he instructed the driver, who nodded and lowered the little window that connected them both.

If I heard correctly, he said casino. The place where people gamble and engage in other sorts of illegal activities. "Casino?" I looked at him, noticing his eyes closed as he relaxed. "Why are we going there? Are you planning on selling me?" The question made him open his eyes and chuckle, though it didn't reach his eyes, giving it a fa