Scarlett's Pov
I stepped into Sebastian’s house, leaving my suitcase at the entrance and mentally noting to take it with me later when I headed for the hotel.
That was the plan, after all. I wasn’t here to stay long, just to meet Sebastian and hash out our strategy before going our separate ways for the day. At least, that was the intention.
The security at the gate had already informed me that Sebastian wasn’t home yet, which gave me a chance to look around and distract myself from the throbbing pain in my neck.
I drifted through the hallways, trying to distract myself and letting my mind wander, but just when I was walking past a full-length glass wall that reflected part of the living room, I caught a glimpse of myself and froze.
On my neck was a reddish-purple bruise visible on
