"I came here to offer you permanent residence."
Aries furrowed her brows while Abel's eyes fastened with amusement. They both looked at each other for a second and then looked back at Ismael with the same intrigued in their eyes.
"A permanent residence?" she repeated, almost chuckling at the amount of knowledge in this offer.
"Interesting," Abel chimed in, rather amused at this offer, instead of taking it to the heart. "I suppose you had thought this through before asking my wife to stay in here."
Ismael drew a breath and cleared his throat nervously. When he recovered slightly, he cast Abel a cursory look and then settled his attention at Aries. He leaned forward, elbows on his thighs, hands connected.
