Chapter 74

Lake POV

My eyes glanced around my studio at his command. It was instant, the swift sweep of my orbs around the room I now knew as my safe haven. How he has gotten into this place, I neither knew nor understood. But it did feel good to have check up on me.

Everything seemed to be driving me crazy these days, this room was the only room I could sit and think. What could be better than sitting in a dark room filled with your paintings while beating your best friend who liked to run his mouth, at mortal combat? I'll tell you, nothing.

However, when I did as he asked, all my eyes caught were paintings of a beautiful and delicate woman. Porcelain skin, moss green eyes, and waves of hair that shared the color of the evening sun - burning red, faint freckles scattered all over her rosy cheeks.

Jojo.