"You ready?" Gustav asked, raising his sunglass as if that accessory is hindering him from seeing Claire clearly.
She was wearing a casual summer dress and a slingbag from a brand she's not familiar with. In her foot a pair of sneaker she can find a lot of imitations in the streets. She actually feel guilty wearing someone else's property but it's not like she has other choice. That damn Magnus didn't bother giving her what little baggage she had. She even complained to Voltaire and learned he actually picked it feom Magnus place.
"Claire? Let's go?"
She smiled, adjusting the diamond studded sunglass he provided. She took her time to appreciate the freshly shaved billionaire. His hair still damp from the morning shower they did, the casual white muscle tee suits him perfectly.
He's alr
