Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

chapter9

Just as I was done with my preparations, Roman sent his assistant, Mason, to pick me up.

Sitting in that Maybach, I thought Mason would drive me to Roman's place, but I was taken to a mall.

Stylists and makeup artists surrounded me, curling up my waist-length hair and applying exquisite makeup to my face.

I was dressed in an expensive evening gown, tailored to fit me perfectly.

A diamond necklace that was worth millions was placed on my neck.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

Noble, elegant, and refined. But I didn't feel like myself. I looked more like Tara.

If Griffon had seen me like this, he might have thought I was trying to mimic her.

I smiled bitterly.

Finally, I was all dressed up, and Mason took me to Nightshade.

who came here were either

could guarantee these people their privacy. There were virtually no security cameras around here. And even if there were, it would be difficult to obtain any footage. The rich loved to do their

also chose to bring me here for the same

what I was about to go through, I felt like

elevator when it got to the top floor. He led

and the

and soothing music spilled out from inside,

Roman would have more

then, a strong arm suddenly wrapped around

and

look stunning

up. I turned to avoid

a wineglass that looked

Griffon to

be in the same circle as

the economic lifeline of not just the Midwest Packs, but the entire northern hemisphere,

ever think they would have a reason to see each

glad that I didn't make that call to Griffon

only would I lose my dignity, I would have been

all, how could I expect Griffon to displease his friend