Chapter Twenty Four
As soon as we pull up to the house, I realize that it’s more of a mansion than anything, and I'm f*****g impressed.
I step out of the car with Viktor, glancing around in awe at the gorgeous property surrounding it. There’s a garden in the front lawn that is absolutely stunning, and I can’t tear my eyes away.
“Who keeps this garden so perfectly?” I ask Viktor.
“Magic,” is his simple response to which I can’t help but smile.
“Show me,” I ask, and Viktor smiles yet again before twining his fingers with mine and leading me farther into the garden.
We stop in front of a rose bush, and he pulls away from my hand. The rose bush has many different colors of roses, primarily white and pink.
As cliché as it may sound, roses have always been my favorite flower. I love dark
