“Wait here,” he said.
He was gone for just a moment and he returned carrying a suit and a pair of shoes. He made a quick call on his cell phone.
“Luman, meet me in front of the lobby in five minutes with the limo.”
Williamson dressed in front of her, while she watched. After he put on his shoes, Williamson untied one of her wrists from the bedposts.
“Are you setting me free, My Lord?”
“Never…”
Phillipe tied off one end of the long silk rope to the bedpost, while the other end was still attached to her wrist. It allowed her freedom of movement, but did not allowing her to leave.
“I have to stop by my office. I’ll be back in a few hours…I’m sorry, Carlotta. I can’t allow you to leave this room while I’m gone. After what just happened to Bella Lisa, I can’t take a chance on losing you
