Kira's POV.
After a refreshing jog that cleared my mind and rejuvenated my spirit, I returned to the mansion, sweat glistening on my skin. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a golden hue over everything. I felt invincible, I felt so good. As I approached the mansion, I noticed a few police cars parked out front and I knew our guests had arrived.
Annabella met me at the gate, her face pale with worry. “Madam Kira, the police are here. Monica truly called them.”
I smirked, running a hand through my damp hair. “Of course she did. Let’s go see what kind of mess she’d tried to create. Did you make them comfortable?”
"No, Monica would not allow them to enter inside, she insisted that they must wait for you outside, she said she doesn't trust you." She replied and I chuckled, that
