Preponing the plans
Fang stared at his mobile, waiting for the call to end on its own. He was not in the place where he wanted to ruin his time with Selene. Sometimes taking to even the royal guard made him look at Selene with different eyes. It wasn't any of her doings, but once a seed of hatred was sown in a heart, that person would feel it even when seeing things slightly associated with it. Fang had brought himself to think of Selene independently, but he found it easier to avoid her when he felt that hate brewing.
By the time the call ended itself, Fang reached the garage door to slide it open upwards.
Heavy sound of the rain filled inside. Fang's mobile rang yet again, and he couldn't even hear the ring because of the rain. He clicked his tongue before he finally picked up the call. "Rosalia, how are you darling," he spoke with a chimed and his player attitude on show.
"I hope I'm not disturbing," Rosalia said.