Chapter 13

The next morning, Irina woke up late. Unlike her usual morning wake up time. It was because last night she got home late, like very late. Well, she liked hanging around with Lucas, both of them enjoyed each other company and lost the track of time.

Her father and Nieal stood anxiously in the veranda, both with worry expression on their face. It was almost midnight when Lucas took her home. Nieal saw them first as they approached the house, there was something menacing in his looks towards Lucas. He turned to Roman, whispering something to his ear.

“I’m in trouble.” Irina thought out loud.

“Indeed, you are.” Roman agreed. He pulled Irina’s wrist so she stood behind him, then turned to face Lucas.

“I’m terribly sorry, Mr. Roman. I should’ve asked your permission before—”

“Save it!” Roman cut in. “You ill manner man. Go away! Before I call the guard and have you in prison.”

Then Irina felt her wrist harshly pulled, she managed to give Lucas apologetic looks before Nieal slammed the