“The painting is beautiful, Klaus,” Sila commented on the painting and he raised his eyebrows. “You like it, Cara.”She gave him a small smile. “Yes. Who wouldn't.”Klaus looked at her. “Do you want it?”She blinked at him. “I wish. But it's not for sale.”Klaus chuckled at that. “You are Klaus Barbieri’s wife. Anything or everything you desire becomes yours for the taking,” he whispered before getting closer and kissing her neck with a soft peck.Sila blushed heavily and looked at him with light scolding eyes. “Enjoy this painting, till I come back,” with that he walked away.A few minutes passed by, Sila was enjoying the said painting until a particular voice she wanted to forget but couldn't, buzz into her ear. “Beautiful isn’t it, My Dear Sila.”Sila's heart stopped for a moment. That singing voice! She turned numb but her feet turned icy cold as her nose filled with the same nauseous scent she smelled that horrible day. “How are you doing, darling?”Ever so slowly she turned arou
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