บท 463: The Stranger

The figure pulled its hood to cover its face even more. Damon shrugged it off and continued drinking his frustration. 

"If only I could smell her scent. Even just a bit," Gastone whispered and sighed at how wrong he was. He couldn't understand why he didn't smell Lucia's scent, even a faint one when he did before. 

That made Gastone assume that Lucia might be carrying the stone Draco had given her to cover her scent. 

"Ugh! I am dumb for this," Gastone whispered and drank another glass of wine before slamming it on the table asking the bartender to pour him another one. 

A woman went beside Gastone and batted her eyelashes on him, openly flirting. 

"What are you doing there, handsome? My name is Babi," she introduced herself and forcefully grabbed Gastone's hand for a shake. 

"I'm not interested," Gastone replied and hurriedly pulled back. His face showed disgust at dislike at her actions, but the woman shrugged it off.