Racheal feared she may faint again. The memory of the whole checking-she-was-chaste experience felt suffocating.

She hurried out of the suite and her guards joined her, Steffan’s own guards remained outside the door to the presidential suite.

She got into the elevator and rode down to the large hallway, the one that connected all parts of the villa together. She was walking out of the elevator when she heard someone call behind her,

“Racheal.”

She spun at the voice.

“Delbert.” ...