Chapter 32

RUBY.

“Wow, this whole city is like stepping into a dream,” I muttered, glancing up at the tall, beautiful hotel we were going to stay in.

It had been twenty-two minutes since the plane landed, and Clinton had hired an Uber to bring us here. Everything was incredible—far beyond what I had imagined a human city would look like.

Clinton chuckled beside me, drawing my attention away from the breathtaking view. Not that he wasn't handsome, but I’d seen his face enough times to be bored stiff.

Of course, I knew that was a lie, but it wasn’t for me to admire. There was someone made for him—someone crafted from his rib by the moon goddess herself.

‘Then why are you here with him, leaving behind all your goals to be on a date with him?’ my very traitorous mind said to me.

Oh, whatever.

“What are you laughing at?” I asked.

He shrugged and grabbed my hand as he steered us inside the hotel. The interior was even more opulent than the exterior, brimming with grand chandeliers dripping with cryst