Kayden
After meeting the elite warrior, Steven, I watched Sonja move across the dining room. Her alluring scent crashed into me, overwhelming my senses like a charging locomotive. The irresistible aroma of freshly baked apple pie swathed the air, tantalizing my nose.
Amidst the lively chatter, I caught sight of Sonja engrossed in conversation with Joy and Lawrence, just moments before I took a seat at the table and realized Carla was sitting beside me. As I exhaled, a wave of relief washed over me, realizing that my parents had chosen not to join me for dinner, sparing them from my mother’s strong dislike for Carla.
Carla was really irritating me now. Why couldn’t she take no for an answer?
“What do you want Carla,” I gritted my teeth.
She looked up at me with innocent eyes, her words
