Chapter 12 Revenge is best when served cold

• "Looking at you from up close, I bet there is no beauty that matches with yours," Aiden whispered to her face as he placed his hand slowly on her face and then began to trail her face with his fingertip.
• Tiffany let out a dry smile and wonder what she could do to the trespassing guy. After a few seconds, when Aiden was still trailing down her face with his finger, she scoffed, placed a leg forward then suddenly flipped him over.
• Aiden shouted in pain as his back landed on the wet floor.