Soon, there was a knock on the door, and I knew it was Raven. I walked into the living room, faster than human speed, and was at the front door before Leila could rise from her seat. When I opened it, Raven was standing on the other side, along with two bodyguards.
“Come in, please,” I said, stepping aside.
She held a hand up to her bodyguards, indicating for them to stay in the hallway. Then, she pushed her straight, long, shiny-black hair over her shoulder as she slinked in the door, so smooth that she almost appeared to float. She placed a hand with her trademark long, red fingernails on my chest, and gave me air kisses on both cheeks, careful not to smudge her matching red lipstick. Her dark eye makeup accented her coal black eyes, adding an aura of mystery.
“Darling, it has been too long,” she said, giving my hand a gentle squeeze.
“Yes, indeed,” I said, and then stepped back and motioned toward the room. “Pl
