True to his word, Xavier booked a master suite for Mimori and Lou with an additional suite for Marcus and Arie. Upon arrival, the four looked at the building with disgust before they went their separate ways.
Lou slid the key into the slot on the locking keypad to their suite. Using his telekinesis, he pushed the giant mahogany door open. Lou let the door shut behind him as he crossed the threshold, Mimori still in his arms.
“What am I going to do with you, love?” he whispered, striding over to the California king-sized bed, laying her down.
“Can I talk to her…” Veil’s grumbly voice came to the surface.
“You can later; she needs to rest. You really did a number on her.” He released a long breath.
“I understand,” rumbled Veil. “Violet needs to speak with you.” His aura pulling from Lo
