Beneath The Veil - A Contract or A Curse?

r of Los Angeles, USA, felt cooler, s

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s thoughts returned to the director's statements, trying to wrap her head around them. Just as she turne

ht on

hefty man she had seen earlier on set. His shiny sunglasses

, calm voice. "Would you mind gett

ourteous, not threatening. She glanced around, n

his demeanor suggested he wasn't there to harm her-at least

d have a chat with t

a moment, she replied i

he car closed behind her as she s

tated elegance. Claire scanned over, fully aware of the silence that f

was blocked by the tinted windows. Returning her focus to the h

he had ever seen. The band was thick, crafted from a pitch-black metal, it held a

ing the rare gemstone to momentarily sparkle in the dim light. Clai

She asked, her voice bre

ce her, his dark shades

oid of emotion, and also an unspoken indi

and each twist and bend on the r

own. The Rolls Royce continued up a long, cobblestone road lined with beautiful gardens and intimidating statu

of the grand entryway, and the drive

an - said, gesturing for her to exit. "Follow me." With a little

enormous oak doors. The aroma of polished marble and ol

suspended above it. It was dimly lit, so she couldn't quite make out all the i

lengthy hallway, her footsteps echoing. At last,

tudy. A huge mahogany desk was situated in the middle of the space, between two tall windo

thority and attention. With his dark hair neatly pulled back a

nnection his piercing blue eyes made with hers. His perfectly fitted suit highlighted his broad

freaking vampire," Cl

e slick and powerful, but yet warm

d inaudibly at the sight of him.