After cleaning up with Sandra, I swung open the door to the room, letting a rush of cool air hit my face. There, in the hallway, stood the two Shadow members—Isabelle and Juliette. Their chests heaved with every breath, their faces flushed red, a sheen of sweat glistening on their skin. Even with the supposed soundproofing, it looked like they'd caught every bit of what went down inside. Their eyes darted away quickly, but the heat in their cheeks betrayed them.
Across the hallway, my gaze landed on three more women—Maya, Amon, and a newcomer who immediately drew attention. She was mesmerizing, her beauty radiating like a pulse. The dress she wore clung to her body in just the right way, flowing like water and sparkling under the light, as if it had been crafted for royalty. Her posture was regal, with an elegance that made it seem like she had been born for a throne. One glance at her, and you'd think she was a princess.
