Chapter 6

'Oh, lord'   I exclaimed inwardly. This guy looks way too handsome for my system to contain.    I looked away, staring at the space as I gulped at nothing while hugging tightly onto the folder I was carrying.   "I'm not a bit affected by them anymore; it's already in the past," I muttered, but he just chuckled in return.   "We can lie to others, but never to ourselves," he replied, and then took a large stride to the biggest chair in the living room.   He took his seat, and a maid walked up to him with a glass of red wine. Mason Grant, Accepted the glass and then twirled it with his gaze, never leaving my body, which made me nervous.   "Your room..." he began but paused as if something suddenly struck him.   "Where do you want to live?" Mason asked out of the blue, and I was stunned.   Wasn't this his mansion? Why was he asking for my opinion? What if I say his bedroom?   Hahaha, is he going to let me lodge there?   My thoughts were crazy, and I know. But I can't help what's running th