Tessa followed where James' bodyguards would take her. Tessa, of course, still had it memorized, so she felt a little at ease, even though her heart still felt the fear of meeting James. Tessa breathed in and out repeatedly, her eyes focused only on the elevator that stopped on the seventeenth floor of a restaurant famous for its height and luxury.

''Come, miss, follow me. The master is waiting for you in the VIP room.''

Tessa just gave a small nod. She did not know why her courage had taken her so far. Wasn't it? That kind gesture could have been disastrous for her. What if Natasha was just setting...