THAT WAS Sianna’s first night in Eliezer’s massive mansion. Dinner had passed without her seeing him even once.
Carlos and his son Migi hadn’t joined her either. Apparently, it was protocol in that mansion for the servants not to dine with their masters.
So the end result? She ate dinner alone at the long dining table. Four other servants stood at the edges of the room. She even asked if she could be left alone, because honestly, she wasn’t used to this setup. But that was how it was: whenever someone dined in the room, a servant had to stand by in case the diner needed anything.
This was life with Eliezer Falcon.
At that moment, she was on the terrace of her room, staring out into the dark expanse. Sleep hadn’t come yet—probably because her body was still adjusting to the house. She d
