The President's Dinner Was Poisoned.

Linda felt his cold palm on her lap and shivered in fright. what she feared the most is; maybe he could take advantage of her, or maybe that's the deal for tonight and she wasn't prepared at all. "Please". she begged while retreating. Gabriel smiled and trailed his fingers up her body, she looked so tempting and seductive.

Sitting beside her on the bed, he pushed her gently backwards and she fell back. "What you wanna do to me?"

she asked curiously almost shaking.

"Sleep with you". his calm voice resounded and Linda calmed down trying to catch who's voice it was but so bad, sad she didn't get.

Normally Gabriel doesn't always speak to her, he is so dramatically annoying.

Linda pursed her lips and lay there obediently. seeing she's no longer talking he made into the covers and cuddled with her.

but then she perceived a similar scent and froze.

"No, it's not true".

she suddenly said and he understood.