Chapter 9

Darcel

Eriantha Reux was the biggest anomaly I have ever come across, and I can swear I hated anomalies until I found her.

I had half expected her to decline my offer by tomorrow and the other half of my irrational hope said that it would need some more manipulation, some more sacrifices of my immaculate schedule to get her on board.

Yet, she was sitting right here in my living room, wearing an impeccably formal attire for a Friday evening, along with a pair of neck breaking red heels which definitely encouraged some extra attention. Her legs were slim and my fingers itched to trace them, and my lips craved to feel her flesh along her ankle to her lean and tender calf and beyond that.

'Since when did you develop a foot fetish Dar?'

I am getting an appointment with my therapist the first thing on Monday.

I tore off my gaze from her legs to her face, she was trying hard to suppress her nervousness, and I could see she had put on a lot of effort concealing her bare face behind a layer o