She began walking, glancing at the few doors to the right side of the hallway. Bedrooms? She merely forgot this was someone's house.

A few feet away, a door opened, and a couple came out holding hands, laughing like they were drunk. The young man's shirt was crumpled and unbuttoned at the top, and the girl's collar of her dress was ripped, revealing a hint of her cleavage.

OK, then. Tonight the guest rooms were instead pleasure rooms. Laena felt sorry for the cleaners of the house.

The couple walked past her like she wasn't there.

Laena ignored them as well and kept walking, enjoying the light and quiet air brushing her face in greeting.
She stopped as she got a glimpse of the room the couple from earlier came out of. The bed was a mess. What the hell did they do?

"Want to do that with me?"

She would know that deep voice from anywhere.

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