Chapter Thirteen

LISA

It won't stop, it just won't stop.

Even after my hot shower, I can't seem to stop the aching between my thighs.

Well, it's not as aching as it was before but it's still silently there, bothering me.

Although what bothers me the most is how he kept talking about me being kept busy with something important. I've been very careful, he can't possibly know or suspect something about Silas, right?

I stand at the staircase and see him pressing his phone, I slowly walk down the stairs and clear my throat when I'm close to him.

"I'm ready."

He turns around and sweeps his gaze over me. I grip my purse tightly and watch him carefully, afraid he'll corner me again.

I'm wearing a green silky dress which reaches my mid thighs, it hangs low on my chest, showing the skin there and is open at the back. I paired it with black string heels and held my hair up in a tight ponytail.

I start to think he's going to send me back to change because he's stared for too long. This is the part where papa woul