|Draven's POV|
She knows.
She f*****g knows.
Who I am, which family I belong to...
She knows it all.
And as much as I want to drop her home myself, I know I need to have a word with my mother about inviting her because I have a feeling that after fifty five years of living, that woman has truly lost her mind.
"Will I see you in the office tomorrow?" Casmira asks as I escort her to where her driver is waiting for her car at the entrance to my humble abode.
She has looked like an ethereal enigma this entire night in this blue evening gown of hers and I haven't failed to notice all the eyes staring at her throughout the duration that she has been here.
If I could, I would have planted myself by her side without any resorts because that would have sent the message that Casmira Y
