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Zina II

Abigail's POV

"Just play it cool." Athena whispered to me as we approached the giant doors of the dining hall. We could hear some classic instrumentals playing softly and an obnoxious, feminine laughter. I winced to myself.

Finally adjusting my high slit gown, I sauntered past the guards at the door, following behind Cara. Athena was right behind me, nudging me ever so slightly in a bid to calm me down. Not like I was the one with wracking nerves.

I was surprised to see only two people at the table, Mark and our so called 'guest', making me both somewhat relieved and worried. I briefly looked at Athena in confusion and she just shrugged. How close was Mark to this Jaguar? Looks like some informal dinner to me. I should have just worn my pyjamas.

"Ahem! I apologize on the behalf of my sister and her friends here. They were supposed to be here before you." Mark said, looking pointedly at us.

We gave each other sheepish glances before finally taking our seats.

"Oh it's fine, the most im
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