Raven.
Upon our arrival at the penthouse, Jane was already fast asleep, completely unaware of her surroundings due to her intoxicated state. Richard had to discreetly instruct his driver to carry her inside to avoid attracting unwanted attention from the media. While he would have preferred to do it himself, he was mindful of the potential media frenzy it could cause. Once inside, the driver gently carried Jane to the guest room. After ensuring she was comfortably tucked into bed, I left her to rest. Richard appeared visibly concerned as we made our way to the living room.
"I didn't realise she cared so deeply," he admitted, and I sympathised with his surprise. Jane had always been guarded with her emotions, much like myself.
"He was her sole client," I explained, nestling into his embr
