Chapter Fifty Seven {Davinia}

In a deep v red lace bralette cami top and black high waisted slim jeans that hug my curves graciously. I stare at myself in the full length mirror in the closet, adjusting the thin straps of my top. This morning, I woke up on the bed fully tucked and covered when I clearly remember falling asleep in the library but how I got to the bed has not been made clear to me.

You know he carried you in.

I know but I can't recall it. So frustrating. Anyways, I plan to visit Rolan's hotel and see if I can make a spot for my line. It was part of my idea to expand my brand name. Although some of my clothes are shipped to Russia and sold in stores but I don't personally have a mall or large store and warehouse here so it's time to rectify that.

Putting my hair in a simple bun with a white hair claw keeping it still and stylish, I apply a winged eyeliner, mascara and lip gloss before picking up a black medium chanel chain bag and slip it on my right shoulder.

The loud pings and pongs from my phon