Epilogue

Pierce walked out of the bathroom with a towel tied loosely around his waist. Queenie who had been sulking on the bed raised her eyes to say something but it got stuck in her throat seeing his chiseled muscles.

It also occurred to her this was the most intimate she had ever been with Pierce. Her body heated up at the thought of that and she groaned in displeasure. She was supposed to be angry but she was horny instead.

Pierce had no idea what was going on with her but he did notice her frown deepened every passing second.

"Queenie, are you alright?" He asked slowly and she snapped out of her thoughts. However, she ignored him.

The man chuckled to himself and walked to the clothes he had taken off before going to have his bath. He took out something and handed it over to her.

"Just like I thought, you were the one with the diary." She mumbled as she took it.

"Yes. I came across it once in her office and decided to take it. Unfortunately, when I read the part regarding the formula,