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Ciara heard the doorbell ring. She let out a gasp as the thought of Ghost's return invaded her mind. Quickly, she put back the glasses of wine and the bottle where she'd taken them from.

Nervous as hell, she turned on the sink tap, letting the water run on her fingers. Like it would wash off the uneasiness she was feeling.

She heard Scar hurry to the door and it only left her more fidgety. Just a few seconds ago, she was gonna drug his drink. Not to kill him but to keep him asleep for as long as it would take for her to escape.

It was just the two of them here. The others had to go on some mission from their beastly boss. A perfect timing to carry out her long, calculated plan.

Acting all nice and charming was the only way she could think of to escape this place. No one knew the game of pretense and manipulation better than she did. And when she saw Scar and realized that he wasn't exactly a monster at heart, she clung to him as her target.

A few smiles and charming, doe eyes and