Chapter One hundred and twenty-Three

Talia's POV:

In front of us was a sprawling two-story mansion surrounded by several smaller structures. Bright outdoor lights illuminate everything in the vicinity, and I could see wide green lawns and lush, meticulously maintained landscaping. Nicholas wasn't exaggerating when he called this place an estate.

I could also see some security measures, and I gazed around curiously as Nicholas helped me out of the car and led me towards the main building. On the far edges of the property, there were towers spaced a few dozen yards apart, with armed men visible at the top of each one.

It's almost as if we were in prison, except that these guards are meant to keep the bad people out, not in.

"Your parents really stay here?" I asked Nicholas as we approached the house. It was a beautiful white building with stately columns at the front. It reminded me a bit of the family house in 'The Godfather.'