Karma's black dress clung to her body like white on rice.
"Perfect," she muttered as she stepped out of the brand new BMW.
Instantly she could hear the whispers as she walked through the huge double oak front doors of the Chinese Ambassador's mansion. The view of the harbour and the city was breathtaking. Dust was about to set and the smattering of street lights had just begun to shine. However, the pale orange in the west gave way to the greys of the sea and the contrast of God's canvas was just so amazing. Huge winding staircases gave way huge vaulted ceilings with Chinese marble tiles and lions as sconces.
"This is how I would love to spend the rest of my days. Living in a palace overlooking the city and sea," Karma said softly as she took in the expanse of the view and the finishes of the house.
"That can be arranged" came a voice from behind that startled her a bit.
