Trapped In Beastly Desires

“For Jerome to trust Nora's surprise party on our hands, we must make sure everything goes as planned. And the first step to achieving that is… no one tells a thing to Nora.” Sonia glanced at Imani.

Imani, understanding Sonia's glance, said, “Mmm-mm, lips sealed, I'm telling nothing to Nora.” She gestured as if zipping her lips.

“It’s been fifteen minutes since we started waiting for the event planner in this fucking restaurant, Sonia. How much longer do we have to wait?” Kiran was getting impatient.

“She’d be here in… maybe five minutes,” Sonia guessed.

Kiran snorted and rolled her eyes, piqued.

Imani, who sat next to Kayla, squinted in confusion, gazing at Kayla's neck. She bunched up Kayla's hair and raised it, effectively earning Kayla's attention. “Do you know you've got a deep wound on your nape?”

“I know. It's been there.” Kayla discovered it from the day she woke up with amnesia. The day after the night that Alfred's men stalked her. She caught sight of it while making her dre