The Curse of Death
Before leaving, she'd adjusted the camera to make sure it faced me before saying to the men, "Lyra here likes it rough. You don't need to hold yourselves back with her."
The guys became even rougher with me. It was as if they were in a frenzied trance.
Once I remembered this, I shrieked in fury and lunged at Carmen, but I simply passed right through her. My anger had no effect on her.
Carmen had leaned in close to Evan's neck to kiss him, but just then, his phone rang. That put an end to their steamy moment.
Evan had no choice but to take the call, which was from my younger brother, Dean Harding.