Lyra
I have hardly rested, and I am in a f*****g mood that would bring the devil himself to keep out my way. I wanted a business meeting with Maximus, but I have now been invited to some masquerade ball in honour of the very cousin of Maximus I was hoping to meet.
I don't mean to sound ungrateful but in all honesty being stuck in a room full of Europe's most unlikely and unwanted is not what I want to deal with tonight. Not when I have a certain Alpha haunting my every thought.
Maria comes in carrying my Ball gown, she knows my taste I think as I look at the beautiful deep red velvet off shoulder gown it has a thigh high slit up one side. I run my fingers over it, admiring it as she comes over with the black strappy stilettos.
The hair and makeup have just left, I f*****g hate
