FIORELLA’S POV
I felt warmth on my face before opening my eyes.
It took me a few blinks to realize I wasn’t in my bedroom.
I sat up, the memory of last night and that morning rushing back to me, along with the familiar dread of not knowing what Rhys had planned.
At this rate, I was going to give myself a heart attack just worrying about what he would do to me next.
Rhys had manipulated me into giving him something last night, but I still had no idea what it was.
I rubbed my eyes and took a good look around the room.
Dark wood, gold accents, and floor-to-ceiling windows gave the room the feel of an old royal estate dragged into the modern era.
Everything looked luxurious.
I got out of bed and walked out of the room.
There, I bumped into two maids dressed in ridiculously short
