Chapter 53

　　Adrian Nielsen

　　When I heard loud noises in my kitchen, I knew it's none other than Aria, my cursed sister. We're both really similar but also different. People always think that I'm the evil and the cunning one but it's actually Aria.

　　That explains why she got Chance on the palm of her hands.

　　"What the fuck?! It's 8 in the morning!" I screamed from my bedroom and I could hear her laughing. I got up from my bed and walked downstairs to see my sister having a glass of wine early in the morning.

　　"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I looked at her disbelief as I sat across her.

　　"I always love this wine.. the 1997." She said as she took the bottle and drank it straight from the bottle.

　　"What? You didn't have a good time with Chance?" I sarcastically asked her and she chuckled.

　　"He's good in bed, you don't need to worry about it." She said and I rolled my eyes.