Chapter one hundred and twelve

Luis looked as confused as ever. He didn't understand why she had just jumped away from and why she was glaring at him.

 

 "What's the problem?" Luis asked.

 

 Vivienne gave him no reply. She turned on her feet and bounded down the steps. Luis followed after her, making sure not to trip and fall. Once Vivienne got to the large sitting room, she walked towards the couch where her bag was and snatched her purse from the chair.

 

 Her eyes were blazing as she stared at him . Luis felt scorched by it and if looks could kill, he sure would have been dead by now.

 

 "I thought you saw me as a different person, Luis."

 

 Luis gave her a look of bewilderment. "Of course, I do! What are you talking about?"

 

 "You don't, Luis. All you see me as an object to quench your desires. I am nothing more than that."