Ruby's POV
At any moment now, I would collapse.
I tried to put one shaky foot after another as I led the way out of the elevator. My legs felt like cooked spaghetti straight out of the pot. Dominic Rutherford was chuckling behind me, apparently proud of what he'd done to my body. The sneaky bastard!
I got to the door of my family's suite and fished out the key card from my bag. The doors parted with a ding, and I led the way inside.
The last time I'd been in this suite was a few months before my father had died. For some event, I could no longer remember. It was obvious that nobody had used the suite since then, even though it looked very well taken care of.
"Shouldn't we get back to the cocktail party?" I asked Dominic as I set my bag down on a nearby shelf.
“No.” He stopped me fro
