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NEXT MORNING...

Daciana looked at her reflection in the mirror before turning away and going out of the suite. Having just had a bath, she's currently dressed up in a casual crop top and a denim jean trousers. Her hair was let down to drop down her shoulder, perfectly embodying her silky shoulder line.

"Hello there."She interjected, peeping her head out of the door to ward a hand before the security guard's face. "Ma'am" The guard said and slightly bowed his head before pointing towards the way to the hotel's magnificent kitchen.

Giving a quick nod, she set towards the corner. She heard footsteps following behind her and a frown was instantly spotted on her face. She turned around and knitted her brow. "What else is it?" She demanded as the security guard also put his walk to an halt.

"He asked for you to be led there, ma'am." He muttered huskily and she merely nodded at his response before pointing her manicured index finger back to the door in which he was positioned. "Thanks but no