Esme's POV
All the their heads turned to me as soon as I got out of the limousine.
"My lady," a guy wearing black tuxedo approaches me. The small name tag attached to his pocket tells me that he's one of the staff here.
I gave him a small smile. "Please, follow me inside. Alpha is waiting for you at the gallery." He offered me his arm. Although skeptical, I still clung my hand to the stranger's arm. It shouldn't be dangerous on an occasion like this.
As he led me further and further away from the crowd, I realized something was wrong. So I had to find an excuse to hide first, "I want to go to the washroom."
I didn't expect the man to stop me, and led me to a nearby washroom. Without hesitation, I rushed in and found a cubicle with my back to the door. Unfortunately, I didn
