Two olive green orbs turned and glanced over to Oliver instantly.
Luna's eyes contained shock.
Oliver raised an eyebrow.
'This is going to be difficult.'
He could see the apprehension in her eyes. Any second now, she would scream.
Oliver couldn't allow that.
He stood up nonchalantly.
"Miss Luna, I am Oliver." He said and took a step forward.
Luna, not understanding what was happening, gazed at Oliver in fear.
The young man had an aura to him that made her shiver.
Like a prey caught between the thumbs of a predator, she gulped, swallowing the saliva that rose to her mouth, along with the herbal residue of the pill.
Instinctively, she wanted to call out for help.
So she opened her mouth.
Oliver was a step faster. He grabbed the pillow nearby and smothered her before she could let out a scream. He had no intention of killing her, and he also had no intention of letting her scream.
