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Nevaeh had no idea what she should do after being left alone. Although Dale had left, her heart kept pounding restlessly like he was still there staring at her with those wicked and magnetic eyes of his.

She gently tapped her chest with her hand as the image of Dale staring at her with his fiercely heated gaze raced through her mind. There was something about the way he spoke and touched her. It was as if they pricked on the part of her she didn't know she had.

The feeling of his warm hands on her skin was still vivid in her head, and once again, that unfamiliar feeling came coursing through her making her breath heavy. She felt cold and hot simultaneously, just like she had felt when he was so close.

She jerked up to her feet in shock. What was happening to her?

Wh-why was she thinking about stuff like this?

She violently shook her head when she remembered how thin and attractive his lips had looked. It would look good on her canvas.

Ah! She almost screamed out. Her hand flew to her mouth.

Something was happening to her. She had only been there for less than a day, and she was already having such thoughts? She shouldn't be having such thoughts! Why was this happening to her?!

That man! He must have done something to her. She can swear on it!

Nevaeh has not experienced this sort of mental stress in her life. It felt like she had lived a hundred years in the last hours. And with these weird and unknown feelings that were stirring up in her, she felt exhausted. She hadn't felt this restless in a very long time.

Wait! Had he really allowed her to cook? He didn't reject her, scold or yell at her like she had feared he would.

But why was he acting strangely from what she had heard and expected? He hasn't been as mean or cold as they've said he was. As a matter of fact, he has been acting differently, and he has exceeded her expectations in every way.

It was as if he wasn't the man everyone mysteriously talked about.

The man was indeed a mystery. But what kind was he? A good one or a bad one?

Nevaeh felt bored and tired thinking about so many things at the same time. This was the only thing she had been doing since she stepped into this house, thinking. She wasn't used to lying around doing nothing.

Shuffling herself between the kitchen and painting on her canvas has been the blissful way she spends her day. But now, she felt so bored.

She could use a distraction.

Yes! She could definitely use one. And what other way to distract herself than going to the kitchen and kick-starting her classes with Mr Simon. She should definitely do that!

Certain of beginning her lessons, Nevaeh made her way to the door, but the moment she stepped outside the room, she suddenly paused.

What was that? She asked herself in horror.

A bright white light had just flashed out of that room. She looked at both sides of the hallway before returning her gaze to the door. She watched interestedly, but nothing happened. Did she imagine that, or was there something there?

No, she didn't imagine it. She shook her head convincingly as she nervously turned towards the direction of the room.

There were four rooms on that floor, and this very room was at the end of the hallway. Slowly she took inquisitive steps towards it, and with each step she took, she felt chilled, but she didn't stop. Her curiosity got the best of her even when she knew it wasn't right to look through someone's house.

But this wasn't just any house; it was the house her sister had married into. This would be Elle's home when she returned, so what if there was something that could endanger her? What if Dale had a secret?- a secret that might put her and her sister in harm's way? Elle would be living with him once she returns, and she might not be safe with him. It would be better if she discovers it and saves her sister while she still can.

For some reason, she felt chills crawl up her skin as she stood before the door. It was as if the temperature had suddenly dropped, and invisible pairs of eyes were looking at her.

Her heartbeat became heavy and loud as she hesitantly reached for the knob.

She swallowed as her hand slowly began to move to turn the knob. She didn't know what she expected to see and didn't know if she was ready to see what was behind the door. Dale wasn't an ordinary man, and who knows what she might stumble upon.

But just as she was about to open the door, a voice suddenly called out to her, "Madam," halting the movement of her hand.

'Mr Simon?' She was shocked.

She slowly withdrew her hand and turned towards the direction of his voice. Nevaeh was stunned to see him standing so close to her. When did he get there?

She had just looked, but there was no one in the hallway apart from her. And how come she didn't hear him walk so close to her?

"I - I thought I saw something." She stutteringly explained herself. Why was this man always suddenly there when she was doing something? This was the second time in one day. How odd.

She watched as his eyes darted towards the door before returning to her.

"You shouldn't be here." He said.

'Shouldn't?' Nevaeh couldn't help but take note of the way his eyes flickered for a second like he knew what was in there, and he was scared of it.

Was there really something in there?

"Come, I'll show you around the house. The master has instructed me to." He said, cutting through her thoughts.

Nevaeh gazed at him before nodding her head.

"Let's go." He said, taking a step back and gesturing with his hand for her to go ahead.

Nevaeh paid one last look to the door before walking away, but not without new questions boggling her heart.

'What was Dale hiding?'