Chapter eighteen [Part one]

For the second time that day, my jaw met the ground.

Metaphorically speaking, of course.

I sucked in a deep breath through my nostrils and gaped awestruck at the majestically gorgeous white three-storeyed mansion in front of me.

Vast pillars supported the top storeys, making it look like something that would only appear in movies. Tea tables and chairs sat at random spots on the front porch while two grey medium-sized sofas with round throw pillows sat opposite each other facing the neat green lawn.

I would have really loved to say that the environment was serene and peaceful but that would have been a big, fat lie.

Several expensive cars and jeeps were parked -more like jam-packed though- outside the Greek-castle-like mansion and I could hear soft classical rich-people-type of songs cooing from the interior part of the mansion, telling exactly what I neede