Chapter 18. Luna’s Private Suite

As Adam guided her down the corridor and around the corner, once they were out of sight of the staff members, he abruptly let go of her hand.

Ann turned her head to the side slightly, cocking her head as she did so, and eyed him shrewdly, a faint smile tugging at her lips.

“Adam, are you annoyed at me?” She asked, a slight hint of amusement in her voice.

“No.” He answered curtly, without sparing her a glance.

Ann fought the urge to smirk as he huffed loudly and increased his pace to walk a few steps ahead. She ignored Maeve chiding her for irritating him and instead turned her head to look at the decor.

So far everything had been tastefully decorated in an oddly satisfying mix of modern design and elegant accents. Sleek lines and original fixtures seemed to blend seamlessly and the place was spotlessly clean.

While the atmosphere wasn’t exactly warm and inviting, it did leave the impression that you would be well cared for here. Ann hoped that onc