Fiona - POV
As soon as I walked into the meeting venue, the attendant escorted me to a private VIP booth. Everything about the room screamed luxury—the kind of clothing, furnishings, and atmosphere I would’ve only dreamed about as a child. My parents, when they were alive, had lived humbly in the human world. Shifters couldn’t use wealth or precious items outside their realm at the time. But with the recent lifting of the ban, I was finally able to expand my business into the human world.
A tall, well-built man entered the room. His skin was tan, his brown hair neatly combed, and his sharp brown eyes studied me as though sizing me up. He looked to be in his forties, with an air of authority that was impossible to miss.
He extended a hand. “You must be Miss Jones, the one overse……
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