NovelAppchapter9 Just as I was done with my preparations, Roman sent his assistant, Mason, to pickup.
Sitting in that Maybach, I thought Mason would driveto Roman's place, but I was taken to a mall.
Stylists and makeup artists surrounded me, curling up my waist-length hair and applying exquisite makeup to my face.
I was dressed in an expensive evening gown, tailored to fitperfectly.
A diamond necklace that was worth millions was placed on my neck.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
Noble, elegant, and refined. But I didn't feel like myself. I looked more like Tara.
If Griffon had seenlike this, he might have thought I was trying to mimic her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI smiled bitterly.
Finally, I was all dressed up, and Mason tookto Nightshade.
It was the largest nightclub in Arcadia. The people who chere were either rich or powerful, both human and shifters alike. Species didn't matter...only money and power.
The place could guarantee these people their privacy. There were virtually no security cameras around here. And even if there were, it would be difficult to obtain any footage. The rich loved to do their nasty things at Nightshade.
Roman probably also chose to bringhere for the sreasons.
Thinking about what I was about to go through, I felt like my heart was going to explode.
I followed Mason out of the elevator when it got to the top floor. He ledto the door of a private room.
Mason swiped a card, and the luxurious door opened slowly.
Dim light and soothing music spilled out from inside, and the decor was elegant and refined.
I was a bit surprised. I'd thought Roman would have more vulgar taste than this.
Just then, a strong arm suddenly wrapped around my waist.
Roman pulledclose and leaned down to kiss me.
"You look stunning today, babe." I fought back the urge to throw up. I turned to avoid Roman's touch, but then I saw the man sitting on the sofa.
He wore a white shirt, slightly open at the collar, revealing part of his chest, and his sleeves were rolled-up. He held a wineglass that looked small in his large, strong hand. The wine was shining like blood under the dim lighting, as intimidating as the gaze he was casting upon me.
I hadn't expected Griffon to be here.
I'd never thought he would be in the scircle as Roman.
The Knight Pack controlled the economic lifeline of not just the Midwest Packs, but the entire northern hemisphere, while the Starke Pack was only influential in Arcadia.
I didn't ever think they would have a reason to see each other privately.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSuddenly, I was glad that I didn't make that call to Griffon the other day.
Otherwise...not only would I lose my dignity, I would have been outright rejected.
After all, how could I expect Griffon to displease his friend for me? But...why was he looking atlike that? Was he angry because he saw someone else kiss me? Yet Griffon had already withdrawn his gaze, as if he didn't know me.
My heart skipped a beat.
Of course. He wouldn't care who kissed me. His wolf felt no protective instincts fornot an inkling of membt possession for the woman he'd practically owned for five years.
I looked away and turned to Roman, "Beta Starke, why did you bringhere?".
Roman caressed my face affectionately. "So you can meem sof my friends! Then we can E.
make things more exciting." A chill ran through me. I had to get away, as soon as possible.
But just then, Roman draggedover to Griffon.
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