CHAPTER 33
It took around forty minutes to reach the hotel where the party was held. I felt nervous, but Bella and Eva kept my mood light with their jokes and laughter.
We stepped out of the car in front of a tall, gleaming building. Inside, we took the elevator up to the sixteenth floor.
Two bulky guards stood before a large door. When they saw Bella and Eva, they nodded and swung it open without hesitation.
The room inside screamed luxury—a huge crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, a bar glistened in one corner, and tables overflowed with food that looked too delicious to be real. The rich aroma made my mouth water immediately.
Men and women dressed in the finest clothes mingled, danced, and drank. Nearly every person seemed inked with tattoos—except me.
Bella and Eva waved at
