SABRINA
Seth had scheduled yet another meeting with the models, but this time, I found myself obliged to make my way to the agency unaccompanied. He had pressing matters to attend to, preventing him from swinging by the house to pick me up. However, I didn't harbor any qualms about it; after all, he wasn't my personal security, and I certainly wasn't a toddler who can’t handle things on her own.
As I arrived at the parking lot, the sleek car came to a halt, and Dante, the recently appointed member of my security detail, swiftly emerged. He approached my door with the intention of opening it, but I beat him to the punch, stepping out on my own accord. Without a word, he guided me towards the discreet private elevator that whisked us away to Seth's office, silently accompanying me througho
