Kaelan

“What’s wrong?” I asked Pharaoh with a beating heart.

I began to think of my domestic staff members and everything else in that house, and the fact that if my house was bombed too, it meant that whoever was behind it was trying as much as possible to eliminate me tonight.

“Your house has been surrounded by the bloggers and paparazzi,” Pharaoh said, much to my relief.

I had thought that the worst had happened, but apparently, that wasn’t the case, and that made me relieved ...