"And who decided that?" Leo raised an eyebrow, a faint laugh escaping him. "Eric should consider himself lucky to be honest. An immortal like me wanting him is...." He paused, voice dropping to something colder, more serious. "Is fortune to him but then to claim his body permanently, Eric would have to die definitely." The statement landed sharp, shocking Victoria to the core. "But no matter how hard I had tried to kill that man, he just refuses to die and that's driving me crazy!"
Arggggh!"
A raw, high scream tore from Mirabel's throat the moment she reached her room. She swept across the dressing table in a blind, violent motion, scattering lotions and makeup that had been arranged with care.
Her cheeks burned a deeper red than the rest of her skin. Breaths came sharp and fast. Both hands were clenched at her sides until her knuckles had turned white.
"I hate that bitch!" she yelled. "I want to kill her so badly...."
