92 Kiss it out of my mouth

The door swung open, revealing Marcel walking into the room. Quick to her feet, she stood, waiting. His eyes roamed over her body before he made his way over. "It's time to go now," he announced. "Where's the engagement party being held?" she inquired. "In my father's mansion," Marcel replied, reaching for her wrist. He walked on his heels and started strolling towards the staircase, his footsteps echoing in the grand hallway. As they stepped outside the imposing mansion, he gently guided her into the waiting black car, settling in beside her. She parted her lips to speak. "What about George? His body?" "Do you really want to feast on his corpse?" He arched an eyebrow, his tone tinged with sarcasm. "No, not at all," she replied, shaking her head. "Then quit bombarding me with questions," he retorted, retrieving his phone from his pocket with a flick of his wrist. She shifted her body closer to the car door, propping her chin on her hand as she gazed out the win