Luca's POV....
"Is that everything?" I asked and she nodded, when we heard the door, Olivia already convinced me that her so-called friend didn't see her following her today and I had hope so.
If she did, she would not be here.
"Liv, what are you doing?." Her friend asked, I glanced at her statue and her hands, it looked a little rough for someone who is only a stripper and it looked like there was a cut in her palm, one that was recent, which means she has been into something rough or she tortured someone.
Her face, covered in make up, but her lips, it looked like her upper lip has been busted, a little bit, she covered with right opening the perfect shade of lipstick and her hair, it looked neat from where I am standing, when I stared at her even more, I realized that her hair as a bit of sand on it.
