Chapter 14

Walking along the modern, lantern-covered stone pathway towards the supposed little mountain cottage, Lily gaped at the beautiful scenery. With all the solar lanterns, little moonshine, and the smell of fresh mint and lilac. She was hell sure it was not worth such high drama. Because, being in the fucking mountains, she expected to dwell in an old rat-infested cabin where she would be attacked by some maniac with a bloody chainsaw and a fleshy mask, yet looking at the five-star garden-like landscape, it felt too surreal. It was like she was in another world.

"Mr. Gosling, are you sure that is your cottage? And we are not trespassing on this mountain?" She asked, with obvious wonder.

Rhye halted and raised his brow. "Of course, why did you ask?"

"Well, it's quite strange. I thought this was a secluded mountain... or forest... or whatever you rich dudes called it, but I have seen too many beautiful cabins in the area, and a fucking ancient castle? Wow! It felt like a little