Lost Me Gained Regret

"You'd really do anything for this little mistake, huh?"

Mark's laugh sent shivers down my spine. "Well, I suppose keeping it isn't entirely out of the question."

I followed Mark from the cabin to the deck.

As we disembarked, he insisted on holding my hand, and I couldn't break free.

"Mark."

I turned towards the voice and saw a man in a purple suit approaching us.

He was pale, but his lips were a striking red.

With his blond curls and blue eyes, he looked like something out of a fairy tale.

"Samuel," Mark introduced us.

"So, this is the woman you'd go to the ends of the earth for?"

Samuel eyed me up and down. "Sure, you're good-looking, but that's about it. Can't figure out why Greg's so into you."

Silence fell over us like an awkward night.

Seeing that I didn't respond, Samuel turned his attention back to Mark. "I've arranged a place for her to rest. I need to talk to you about something." Mark sensed something was off. "What's left to discuss?"

you brought back

I'll leave, and we'll have no

mood darkened. He wasn't fond

desperate for Gregory, willing to waste time here

had

place. It's not safe

so I turned to Samuel. "Excuse me, sir,

I could stall for time,

Samuel, besotted with Gregory,

naive, but he was groomed from a young age.to take over the Norman family. He

see right through my attempt to delay,

we even hired

I'd love to try some local dishes. I've heard the beef here is

seemed resigned. "For

dishes from your country, knowing you

take some time."

fine, I

pulled me

him, focusing instead on

my face

deep as abysses, my

"What are you doing!"

his hand away,