Eros emerged from the lounge leaving Bella and Gabriel. His footsteps echoing softly against the polished marble floors of the grand hall. ‘Where are you, Valeria?’ His mind was clouded with thoughts, his brow furrowed in deep thoughts. “Goodness! Where is this woman?” He looked around trying to find her out. 

Lost in his own world, he barely noticed the figure that approached him until a hand grasped the collar of his shirt, jerking him to a halt. “You!” Startled, Eros turned to ...