Skylar's POV The venue was already crowded when we arrived, with guests around the decorated hall. A few of Damien's guards stood near the entrance, keeping watch while the others remained stationed outside.I stifled a yawn, covering my mouth with my hand.Damien glanced at me. “If you're sleepy, we can just head back to our room.”“A little,” I admitted. “I'm just tired from the flight, but it's nothing.”“I'm going to settle into my room and have some fun,” Joan muttered, shooting us a side glance. “And you, Damien or whatever, thank you for this trip.”She turned to me, then back to Damien. “Take care of my friend. If anything happens to her, you'll see the other side of me.”Damien raised a brow, but Joan didn't wait for a response. She grabbed the handle of her luggage and walked off, dragging it behind her.I cleared my throat. “Come on, let's go.”He nodded and walked over to where Olivia and Marco were standing. He leaned toward them and whispered something I couldn't hear.
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