PREVIEW
... e a look."
Yara Fairchild pressed Zinnia Lawrence down, then jumped out of bed and left the room. Zinnia didn’t argue, simply getting out of bed herself and grabbing a glass object from the bedside table as she followed.
Yara opened the door and frowned. "M-Mr... President Forrest?"
A man dressed in all black, radiating a frosty aura, stood outside. His handsome face was cold and stern. His gaze swept dismissively over Yara, and the "That dog Forrest" on the tip of her to ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE



























