❝ i don’t even know your name. ❞
Oh, but you will.
“It’s Ms. Glasc if you’d like to keep in my graces. Anything else? I see it as disrespect—and I have no tolerance for that.” Renata shoots a pointed glance over in the other woman’s direction. Oh, it wasn’t just a threat. It was a promise, and she never broke those.
“Understood? Good,” she continues, not even giving her the opportunity to confirm or deny. Her commanding presence dated anyone to object. “I suppose I should ask you for your name as well. What is it?”















