DIEGO
"At the front desk," Arnold informed through the phone while I was stepping out of the elevator, making my way to the reception.
"Noted," I responded, ending the call.
Two of my guards came out from the pathway at the left, following me from behind.
I like to present myself like an open man without his men to guide. But in reality, my men are always following. They don't need me to call out to them They know their duty as the Alpha's guards.
Arriving at the reception, three o'clock at my right, I found Damian, Cassandra, and our special guest of honor, talking to the manager of the hotel.
They seemed to be hooked by the fancy tongue of the proud manager, mostly Cassandra.
Her eyes popped at the enticing words of the fellow, who had his hand hovering around the area. And just a
