"Marry me," she commanded, almost.
Crocodile narrowed his eyes at the impertinence of the woman who stood in front of him.
"Ara," he heard Ms All Sunday mutter amusedly.
"Who are you?"
"Sineka Duskblade," she replied.
"Marry me," she commanded, almost.
Crocodile narrowed his eyes at the impertinence of the woman who stood in front of him.
"Ara," he heard Ms All Sunday mutter amusedly.
"Who are you?"
"Sineka Duskblade," she replied.
His jaw was clenched as he raked his eyes at the woman standing before him. The woman started walking towards him, while he controlled himself from something that he would regret later.
Her lips til...