Chapter 42 Someone From The Past

• For a good ten seconds, he stood, rendered speechless by surprise before pure hot loathing eroded his face, and he covered the remaining distance separating them, folding his arms over his chest, assuming a menacing stance, and standing over her in the pool.
• "Hello, Leonardo." Sultry, sleeky, and breathy, that was how her voice was.
• Leo's expression tightened into one of disgust. "What are you doing here?"