AGATHA
My face was getting hot in emarrasment as I quickly get dressed in the clothes Draven prepared for me that I found on top of the bed.
I went out ahead of him because he’s still taking a shower. I’m busy brushing my long hair that I tied up to keep it from spreading on my face and matching the semi-formal outfit I’m wearing.
My heart is beating fast with nervousness as I hear the buzzer outside. It seems Draven’s staff needs something, so I quickly went to the door and opened it without hesitation.
“Good afternoon. How may I help you?” I politely greeted the two people waiting outside the door.
“Ah, miss, is Draven inside?” a gentle question was asked by a beautiful woman who looks like she’s still in her early forties.
My eyes widened as I realized who they were, especially wh
