na'
the contract, and signed away
first thing they did
itely,
assian Grey's private security detail. He had a blank expression, onl
he moment I tried putting my phone in my purse,
new one once you're inside," he said bl
where,
d talk to my brother once in a wh
his palm stretched out. I handed the phone over to him and he s
The windows were tinted so dark I couldn't see a thing. M
felt more lik
as being swallowed by something enormous and ancient. The w
a secluded estate, in a remot
cus said, steppi
e do you do when you've
, every breath, echoed. I glanced up ahead and saw a woman in a crisp suit waitin
cus said. "Head of
place was
a said, already turning and walking ins
llo to
echoed, follow
on walking like a damn robot, exp
soothing cream, and the wardrobe already filled with designer pieces in Camila Grey's size which,
der. No log
ila's speech patterns, her favourite wine, pictures of her friends, t
ordings of her voice. It was like I was studyi
of Camila. We looked... so sim
r and makeup, I could pass for her in a dim room or a distracte
erent in her expression that wa
my reflection in the vanity mirror. The sa
one of us
ra's voice said from the
lin
*
ly since I arrived at
ating the names of Camila's college frie
nd different here. No on
s up,
wouldn't
refers ja
like Camila. Speak like C
into bed at midnight, with my mind buzzing with name
members, and Cassian's schedule. I was quizzed consta
r. Apparently, Camila had dark che
d rubbing whitening cream on my skin. My posture was adjust
rena had insisted. "Just co
I was vanishin
s. They told me my darker skin tone would be explained to the pu
looked at my skin, I would have to remind myself that it
ing, sipping her espresso while I picked at toast. "Cassian's a
ng?" I asked, referring t
eadable. "Your job is to stay in character. Be g
s, but I couldn't. I needed the
tayed perfect, doing eve
was driven to
th wrought iron gates. It had a private road that twisted
ently falling, light but steady. The sound of the light rain drop
y nerves as the car slowed to
ened, I already knew I w
wer. Iron gates taller than some buildings, fountains that probably never stopped flowi
, in tabloids, in rumours whispered by customers in
a thunderstorm is beautiful.
ifying,
entrance, stepping
n drop can be heard right now if it fell in here
th me as they walked past. They moved like ghosts. It
acking against the floor made me
ian
s pants pockets, a glass of something dark in his left ha
like a second skin. His short black hair was
Didn't smile. He just stood there studying
t of the female population in London fa
uilt empires
d the coma
it came, was l
're
I
explain. Just walked past
y t
*
t night wa
ersation. Just the quiet scrape of cutlery and t
grey eyes were already on me
warmth? Or at least a little bit of curiosity. B
the second course
touched w
s speaking to me. "I... I know. Camila p
h that same blank and li
," he
. As if he wasn't checking for accuracy. He w
d barely
aking and cold all at once. Marble floors. Grand staircases. Pai
cause they've treated me like shit so far. The room I was given w
to the bed, to
wn. Forty-
d and got comfortable, ready to
me, I heard a knock. The sound
from the
utched the sheets of the bed as though i
ivate courtyard and it was four storie
came again. Three s
looked out slowly, expecting a ju
d to the outside of the window. I leaned in
being