C7 Accusations And Humiliation

Issahil

“You.”

My heart leapt in my throat at the voice and the icy undertone. I turned from the view I’d been watching to see a very beautiful, wealthily dressed young woman. Something about her was intimidating and scary.

“Good day.” I plastered a polite smile.

“You’re the new guest, huh?”

Unable to do anything else, I nodded