Chapter-8

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Livia's POV

After confirming all the models for the event it was already three in morning.

Driving to home.. Zane's home..I find it still weird.

Get used to it Livia.

This is your home now.

The mansion was peaceful. Grandpa was abroad enjoying his new vacation. That old man loves to wander around the world.

He made his grandson marry in one week of his return and he resumed his tour in next week.

He is dominating one.

God, I feel hungry.

Lily retired for the day.

I should make some instant noodles.

Getting inside,the lights were turned off.

I couldn't get to see anything.

When I'm about to turn on light I saw something moving in kitchen.

No human will be sitting in this dark.

Oh..Jesus...your enemy in here. An evil spirit.

Please save your junior from this evil one.

What does the ghost want from me now?

I can lend the credit card if it wants..

Please leave after eating everything you want.

I won't disturb you..I was tip toeing to stars suddenly the ghost wanted to greet me with it's presence.

It's behind my back.

My whole body got goosebumps.

God..I'm almost escaped. Gulping I slowly turned towards the ghost to welcome it.

Closing my eyes shut, it catched my hand.

That's it. "Livia Simmons was dead in her home eaten by ghost. RIP Livia Simmons". I can hear the tomorrow's headlines.

"Brat", the voice gave me extra chills.

Zane Insane Ricardo.

Opening my eyes I met with green one.

"Jesus", I sighed. I started breathing after ten minutes.

"What the hell were you doing in the kitchen without lights in this late night?", I almost screamed.

God, I was scared.

"You look like a frightened cat", he told the obvious thing and walked inside the kitchen.

Turning on the lights, I saw him in his sweats and t-shirt. His eyes were red shot.

"Thanks to you", I commented trying to calm my breaths.

He passed a glass of water towards me.

Sipping on it I placed my butt safely on seat.

"You have been drinking", I was shocked.

"Yeah", he was about to have one more glass again.

I stopped him by placing my hands in his.

What am I doing?

Just get to bed.

Ignoring my inner voice I was in same place.

"It's 3 am", I told holding his stare.

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