Even though May was not at home, the same feeling of being unwelcomed enveloped me.

“I'll get you something to drink," he offered, turning away before I could even refuse.

I made my way and settled on the couch, taking a closer and careful observation of the luxurious interrior—a sight I missed during my first visit.

Sebastian returned with a glass of wine, filled with a sky blue liquid.

My mouth watered at the sight of it, but something else soon caught my attention.

His bare ...