The figure stepped into full view, a smile on her lips as she stepped forward. Her long black coat swayed with every step, lined with silver markings that glowed faintly.
Underneath that coat was a fitted black dress that clung to her figure, with an opening on her chest, also revealing her cleavage.
Once she came into the light, her pink eyes never left Asher's, not even for a second. And he didn't shift his gaze either.
"Cinder," Asher muttered, although this was the first time he would be meeting her. He had already seen a picture of her from what Sinnett showed him, she was pretty, no doubt.
And he could understand why she could easily give poison to men without being fought off. That was impressive.
She tilted her head, her smile widening. "You know me. I'm flattered." Then she flicked her wrist.
The walls on both sides split open, and soldiers poured in...at least ten of them, fully armored and armed with automatic rifles and poison-tipped blades.
