Chapter 58 Rakiz Lemoir & Laville

• “SHE IS PLANNING to go down,” said Rakiz Lemoir in a whispered voice. He was now hunched atop the rooftop parallel to the restaurant that Diana Ritchell was situated along with her prospective mate.
• A voice whispered back in a yelling tone. Her hot breath fanned over Rakiz Lemoir’s nape, making shivers run amok down his spine. “I thought that zhe ran away from him the first time they met?”
• “Goddess, Laville! Stop acting like a freaking mushroom, will you?” Rakiz Lemoir snapped.