*Melina*
Oh dear Goddess, help me, he's onto me!
My heart slams so hard against my ribs that I'm certain I hear a bone c***k. My first instinct is to rail at him for breaking his promise not to demand my address of his driver. That had to be the reason he mentioned the Twin Wolves. He knew where I had been dropped off and he was forbidden from mentioning the Moon Goddess Club.
Having been raised by one who was brought up on the streets, I'm schooled to consider all avenues before responding. That he had gone to the Twin Wolves could have been coincidence, but I doubt it. His driver had informed him where I had been dropped off. Or he had followed me.
But even then, I whisk into the gaming hell and swiftly pass through to the back area of private rooms and offices. Accessing them requir
