Chapter 9. Willow and Aurora (1)

Lucia turned around to face Arabella, smiling. "Ignore my son, that’s how he behaves most times," she said, moving closer to Arabella.

"I am not, ma’am," Arabella said smiling.

"You must be freezing with those wet clothes, come with me, dear," Lucia said and stretched her right hand to Arabella, who gladly took it.

Lucia climbed the stairs with Arabella behind her; there were so many rooms, and Lucia stopped at the doors of one of them. "This is the room you will stay in," she said and opened it, and they walked in. The room was well and beautifully furnished and had a conjoined bathroom.

"I thought I and Willow would share a room," Arabella said. 

"Do you have a death wish?" Lucia asked softly.

"I beg your pardon, ma’am?"

"Willow doesn’t allow any woman to come close to his room," Lucia said. How could she explain that any woman, who followed Willow home and entered his room, didn’t come out alive? He killed them all. He had always cov