Seraphina stood up, her legs still shaking, and walked slowly toward the woman on the floor.
She reached out and ran a finger down the woman's cheek.
"What do I do with you tonight?"
The girl smiled.
"Anything you want," she said. "I'm yours to use."
Seraphina's lips curved.
She grabbed her hair, yanking her head back.
"Good."
....
Lyvana left the office at midday with Emily. Marco took them straight to The Royale to see her new suite.
They used a key card and entered. The suite was breathtaking. It was huge, although not as huge as Julian's penthouse. It had floor-to-ceiling windows that showed the entire city.
The floors were white marble, and the furniture was made of soft, cream-colored velvet.
"Omg," Emily whispered, spinning around. "Lyvana, this is amazing."
In the center of the living room was a massive table covered in fresh white roses. Next to them was a silver tray with chilled champagne and a note.
Lyvana picked up the card. It was from Julian.
