Grapevines, that was what Vanessa could focus on for a while as she sat in the tinted car belonging to Marcel, the only thing grounding her down and keeping her in solace was his warm but firm hold on her hands, his fingers entwined with hers.
She could see his mansion already as they backed into the compound belonging to Marcel, who immediately took her by the hand into his, hos home large doors over 15 feet opening up to let them into the domain if anyone was smart enough, no one was stupid enough to attack here knowing the consequence.
“No one should follow us,” he said sternly to the staff before taking her into the room, whispering a few words to an older man, though she could hear nothing she was sure it had to do with the security of this place
As they entered the familiar space
