Day Seventy-Three…
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[ At Vincent's Villa… ]
Vincent had just finished an intimate moment with Monica. The two came out of the bathroom feeling refreshed. They put on some clothes when the butler knocked on their bedroom.
"Master, you have visitors," the butler informed them. "They are waiting downstairs… in the living room," he added.
Vincent and Monica exchanged glances with one another. They were not expecting any visitors today.
"Who are they?" Vincent asked the butler who was standing outside the door.
"Mr. Alexander and two of your subordinates," the butler promptly responded.
A mischievous glint flashed through Monica's eyes at the mention of Alexander's name. For her, Alexander belonged to her as one of her toys. She loved playing with Alexander's emotions. She could still remember how vulnerable Alexander was when it came to her.
