"Even if I want hell, who is responsible for it?" her lips curled and she dared to touch his chest. Carmen closed his eyes and let go of a deep breath.
His face was dark and full of frustration. But Charlotte knew it was not for her. The kid had been kind to her and now he had grown up into a man.
She had noticed many times how he looked at her even when they had a decade of age difference. But slowly, the light in his eyes dimmed. And she only realized that she missed it when it was gone.
But did she want it again? No! All she wanted was her revenge against the man who had destroyed her life. Marquis! He had died, his wife had died. Their only daughter is not part of their family now. Her second daughter is going to die too. And the marquis will be responsible for it. So he would be stripped of the name. As long as she would marry someone else. Midnight Star's name would be history, a past no one would remember in a few decades.