“That was you?” Breanna said. “I pass it on the way to my lab(oratory)—room.”
That particular suite bordered the restricted area of The Grand and the wing open to the general public. The goddess chosen was not by accident, it detailed the purpose of the room. Other than drinking to excess and orgies.
“I’m glad it caught your eye,” Evelyn said.
There was a suggestive smile on Evelyn’s lips which persisted even as Cecil approached quietly and left the bill of fare on the table.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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