CHAPTER 6

Selene's dark gaze lingers on the guy in shorts as he played in the sand with his blonde lover. She took a sip from her cocktail and placed it back on the fancy bench beside her. She push her sunglasses high up her nose as the sun kisses her fair skin, her eyes roaming the colourful the beach in the suburbs of Miami.

She was gradually gaining grounds. Barely three weeks since her saviour died and half of Miami had known of the fair skinned goddess. Rich horny fuckers were trying to get in touch, wanted a nightstand and were shamelessly begging for it. She chuckled and return her gaze to the man and his girlfriend. They were lying flat on the sand, the water waves splashing all over their body. She bit her lips already feeling heat settle in her. She took a large sip of her drink and watch as the guy sits up and his eyes stop on her body. She grinned wolfishly and shook her head. Three weeks was enough to discover her powers. Mrs grace was given the best funeral ceremony. It was a sad