CHAPTER 122: SPARRING (2)

»SILVERMOON_ Lord Moore's mansion«

Erica sighed, looking up at the huge wall clock in her room for the hundredth time that day, when she couldn't take it anymore, she stood up, matching to and fro all over the room with an expectant look on her small, pretty face.

Her long, black hair was thrown behind her till they reached her waist level, not like she loved the way she kept it long but she had to. That was how Daria's hair was, no matter how much and how many times it was cut.

If she dared to cut it and it didn't grow long again like Daria's own, suspicions might start to creep in and that was the last thing she wanted at the moment.

" Where the fuck is he?" She hissed, looking at the clock again and at that exact moment, the door of her room made a squeaky sound as it pushed open and Callum entered with a glum look on his face.

" You bastard!" She immediately lunged at him with a furious look. " Where the hell have you been? Just look at the time, you've grown guts a lot, right? W