Chapter 270: Warmth of love. Coolness of the devil.

"Do you think this is a better choice?" Out of nowhere Braylon asked standing by the sofa in the large balcony which gave a peaceful view of the Cathedral, there were few people surrounding the place. The calmness around holy places was something which was unexplainable but one's heart felt content. Still there were questions in Braylon's mind. 

"About what?" Britney who sat opposite to him sipping her favourite latte, watched the man for the unspecified question he asked. 

"About this deal with the Dawsons." He spoke looking away, his elbow leaning upon the thick wall of the balcony. The early sunset shone upon his hazel orbs which reflected the view infront. His mind was occupied by something