Liar, Liar, Billionaires

tead, the week was filled with chores and chores and a quiet house as the men were ha

had to appreciate the fact that L

ering that she helped Madam Lugi, the head domestic help (she is mainly the cook) with the laundry.

he amazing bed which she added to the list as one of the few things she liked abou

tside her room entered her sub-conscious but they di

pped open. Alert, she listened carefully for the faint scream to call again and when it came, few minut

be the lead she ha

ntrance of her room. The voice or maybe voices sounded like they were in pain.

didn’t have the construction o

g to find out where th

ibrary. Wondering how on earth she missed the room during her survey of the house, Chloe found herself moving towards th

e collection and wondered if all three men were into re

noticed anyone in the room. As she turned,

one she had not officially met and she was glad it was

came in. So, do you like books?

owls at

his palm.

d, “Amir doesn’t know what he

iate a rare form of art. Woul

o be putting up a fake act, this one could not help

ity. He sounded simple, he sounded like someone who would hardly h

y suck to see

miled to herself, she had found another favourite thing in the huge house. Her eyes followed him as he reached fo

Their library was officiall

e gestured with

his seat on the red cushioned seat, he said, “So, I am guessing yo

ee the need to lie. “I heard some noises

io version of a book, it gives the story more life you know. I was listening to the audio of a

a bit concerned.” Her shrug was a hug

If humans came with the ability to read about a person just by looking at them, Gabriel would have finishe

was not surprising. “Uh.." She was sort o

specifically selective, I love horror, fantasy, advent

er genre of books. I like your taste.” He punctuated his approval with

abou

all genres.

It is

ou find t

ghtly ridiculous. “Oh, it is huge. Very

ulated the statistics. Eventually nodding in agreement to his statement, she

sat there, twisting the side of the glass cup ag

k of us?” Boy, di

nded to think. But what she thought of the

are cool and gentle

His nose scrunc

fully kno

y, he said, “Wh

g, without meaning to be rude or anything, I don’t really like him. I mean, he acts

little sigh escaped his thin, firm lip

is f

hani

r he was looking at, flashed through her mind. What else did she think of him apart from the fact that he

n’t lik

er such a question? Has she

no I

sing the glass to her lips. “He really likes

roat, her eyes glaring at Gabriel who sat as he was, wat

th a woman despite the advances he gets. Chloe, this is the first time he is showing in

ed the warning which might cau

grasp. And I don’t think you will be an exception Chloe. The way I am seeing things,

s Gabriel’s eyes displayed a lot of seriousness. “