CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
IAN’S POV
I glanced at her passed out form resting on the comfort of my comfy backseat. We had just dropped off Leon at his house and I was now heading to drop off Faith at the mansion. I glanced once again at her beautiful face and damn she looked like the most picturesque piece of art I’d ever laid my eyes on. I could paint her all day and I’d never be able to capture her beauty as raw as it looked. She was like this ball of fire lighting up these strange feelings inside me. To many, I was just a spoilt brat and up till now, I had never actually cared about anyone until her. She made me want to care about her in a way that scared the s**t of me.
By the time we drove up at the house, a conflict had arisen in my mind. I could not let her mother see her like this. Ma
