They arrived at their hotel just as the sun had set in Paris.
Magnus, having his own private jet and designated places to fill up on fuel, meant they did not need to go through regular airports while trying to avoid security.
The Peninsula Paris was a luxurious hotel that had Faith's family in awe just by its exterior and lobby. Magnus and his whole group—including the added Pack members who flew with them as extra protection— were greeted by the concierge, who took one look at them and smiled politely. "Bonjour! Mr. Lawson and company, I presume?"
Magnus had gotten them four rooms for the next two days. One for Kiyana, Dermon, and Samanth, one for Justin and Piolo, another for his body guards, and one for him and Faith. Nobody from Faith's family had complaints about the room arrangem
