"Greg…." Luana called out moving closer to his bed, while Jasmine stood dumb staring at her.

She tapped him awake. "Good morning darling…"

He wiped his face to see Jasmine standing some feet away from them, and then Luana gripping his arm.

"What happened to you?"

"Are you just coming?" He replied to her with a question. She shook her head.

"Nope!" I came last night and was told that you left to the club with your slave. I wonder who the slave is that she's so lucky to leave with you to the club." She stated.

Greg got down from the bed. "It's none of your business. So, why...