Billie.
Walking into the dining room, I did a double take. You'd never guess this was the same place that witnessed absolute carnage last night. The table? Perfectly intact. Lexus must've replaced it at some ungodly hour like some furniture-repair fairy. The shattered plates and cups? Vanished. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if he had a secret team of highly trained ninjas handling household disasters.
Meanwhile, Luna was knocked out cold on the couch, probably recovering from an intense trampoline marathon in the backyard. That kid could run an energy company with the way she burned through stamina.
Dane and Lexus were off in Italy, leaving Riana and me to our own devices. And because Riana, despite living in a literal mega-mansion, couldn't sleep alone, she'd invited herself over to my mega-mansion instead. Rich girl logic.
I plopped onto a chair and smirked at her. "Alright, spill. I already gave you the full rundown of my night, now it's your turn."
