I raising my eyes at the man in front of me, I just finished reading a book.
I was sitting on a bench near the rose garden, some maids were doing their jobs as well as gardeners. I closed the book and thinked about the story I had read when the man came, standing in front of me carrying a hatchet in his left hand.
He looked at me fiercely like he couldn't wait to finish me off on the spot. He wears a gray leather jacket, with a black T-shirt, jeans, and military boots. He smells like a chocolate, but it's not a pheromone.
The man has monolids eyes, his black hair was on top knot, his ears were filled with earrings, he is an Asian but he have bright blue eyes. His body is not big with muscles but it look so firm. I jumped up after back to my sense, that shining hatchet looked so sharp.
I can see this isn't a friendly visit.
