C38 KING 38

Abruptly, she opened the door, which slammed on the wall. Gustave was waiting for him behind his large, luxurious wooden desk. He wore clothes made of gold thread. His signet rings danced on his crossed fingers, showing his power. A mean smile crept into the corner of his face when he saw the young woman. Imperceptibly, he frowned as he examined his wife's outfit.

Like a wave of memory