"Well, that was an absolute fucking mess." Jaspar snorted, cocking an onyx eyebrow at me as he took a long drink from his glass. He seemed completely unbothered, more inconvenienced, if anything.

It was then that I noticed we weren't alone.

The little girl who had touched me bounced over to his side, placing a protective arm around his leg. She stared at me with hazel eyes, through hair the same color as Jaspar's.

I gaped at her for a few moments, still sprawled out on the carpet until the world around me stopped shifting.

"She did rather well for her first time, didn't she?" A feminine voice asked, cool and collected as she analyzed me.

I pulled myself from the floor, finally noticing the woman who sat in the armchair. She wore a tight black dress, but looked professional with her short heels and crisp shoulder length cut. Her eyes were a warm shade of brown, despite the guarded look on her face.

"Yes, she did." Jaspar nodded, agreein