The Substitute

Desmond raised an eyebrow, looking thoughtful. "Do you get into fights with your family too?"

Valerie lowered her gaze, her long lashes casting a shadow over her eyes as she murmured a soft "yeah."

Desmond didn't dwell on it and simply told the waiter to book the presidential suite for them.

Once they were inside and the door was locked, Desmond's gaze lingered on her, his voice low and husky. "Yo