Moving in

Pamela's P.O.V

Did I just kill Royal?

Okay I was being dramatic, I didn't even hit him that hard. Maybe I did but he would survive. He had to, I wouldn't get away with killing Royal Markinson.

I checked for a pulse to be sure I hadn't just ended Royal's life before I got off him and quickly dressed up. I tried to ignore my shaky hands and racing heart as I gathered my belongings then grabbed the house keys then I searched for my phone and found it in the bedside drawer. I took the last glance at Royal's pretty face before I ran out of the house and ubered to my apartment.

I couldn't stay there though, not when this place belonged to Royal so I began to pack all of my belongings to say goodbye to this place for now.

I examined myself in the mirror and touched up my hair and makeup so I wasn't showing up at Charles' apartment looking like a fucking lunatic before I left.

When I got to Charles' house, I was let through because his workers knew me well and they informed him of my arrival