Lyanna
It's been two weeks since that hospital incident. Now it's Friday the eleventh. My day of sweet revenge.
Lucien has hosted a small party at a hotel for his employees, basically celebrating them for their efforts, and will also use that medium to introduce his new executive assistant.
I sit in front of my mirror looking all dolled up. I'm on a white dress that hugs me in all the right places.
Let's not rather go into details, hehe.
I eventually have to 'move on,' right?
With a practiced smile, I get to my feet, still admiring my reflection. Even Lucien himself might not be able to look away. But tonight's not about him, it's about my new date.
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At exactly eight PM, my Uber lands me in front of the hotel, the party is already taking place. With a confident smile, I step out, feeling this surge of pride and stupid confidence floating at the bottom of my belly.
