Yelina’s Point of View
I couldn't stop myself from staring at Tyron. I still couldn't believe that he's a bearer. We're currently in the dining area, serving him and his people some food to eat. And just like me, Lara keeps on looking at him with a weird grin forming on her lips.
When she caught me looking at her, she approached me with the same grin. Then she leans closer to me, covering the side of her mouth with her palm. "Yelina..." she called, leaning closer and almost sticking her lips on my ears. "Since Tyron is a man, too. Who do you think is on the receiving end?"
My brows furrowed since I didn't get what she said. I looked at her with a confused look. And before I could even say anything, she started dragging me out of the dining area.
"I am starting to hate your innocence,
