Alexandra
The black SUV pulled up to a tall building with a footman outside. Mia and Layla were quick to get out of the vehicle, walking side by side through the glass door as the man in a crisp black suit held it open for them. I struggled to reach for the bags when I felt a large hand on mine, “No worries Miss Lexi, I’d be glad to bring these up for you,” the footman stated.
I looked at him curiously but nodded and followed Mia and Layla inside, who were waiting by an elevator for me. My stomach churned, uneasiness flooding my core as the doors opened to reveal a small space illuminated by a panel of numbers on the wall. Layla pushed the number 30, and I felt my stomach flip as the elevator ascended. I tried to stifle my fear until I finally heard a small bell chime and the doors ope
