"I was just passing by." I slipped in quickly. "I didn't mean to disrupt whatever was going on."
My eyes fell on Gwendolyn as she walked to a stop behind Ryker, "Slave."
I bit the inside of my mouth, "It's Christi."
"Not that it matters." She cut in, rudely.
"We should head back in." Ryker announced as Gwendolyn's hand slipped into his.
He pulled away from her and moved forward, and her face wrote displeasure, "You should learn to respect privacy, slave!" She sneered before storming out of the garden.
Was Gwendolyn, Ryker's mistress?
~
"Rise and shine!" A voice pierced into my ears.
My eyes flew open in irritation and I caught the image of a woman in a layered lemon green dress and orange hair "Gwen?" I asked, sitting myself on the bed.
"That's right!" She replied, a wide grin pl
