Chapter 39
Idris’ POV
The board party roared in another part of the city, but the suite I had booked was filled with silence. The walls swallowed the noise of the outside world, leaving only the low hum of the city outside.
By my side on the bed lay a woman stretched out as though she owned the place, her body bare if not for the duvet barely hanging on, her lipstick smudged from recent use.
She laughed to herself as she brushed her hair back with her fingers, the dark strands falling behind her, the sound cutting through the silence like glass.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
The corner of her lips curled into a devious smirk. “Nothing, I just remembered something.”
Her emerald eyes held my focus, and I lowered my face to kiss her but was interrupted.
On the nightstand, her phone lit
