Apolonia Lapiedra -...: -wakeupnfuck- Viola Bailey-

Bailey’s card read: Explore the building. Floor 13 is locked. Do not pick the lock. (But if you do, we’ll be watching.)

The Third Sunrise

Below their faces, in smaller text: Your lifestyle. Their entertainment. One rule: Don't check out. -WakeUpNFuck- Viola Bailey- Apolonia Lapiedra -...

Apolonia raised an eyebrow. “No promises. Entertainment first.” Bailey’s card read: Explore the building

Viola bolted upright, clutching the sheet to her chest. Across the sprawling penthouse suite, on a matching sectional sofa, a woman with fiery hair and a constellation of freckles was staring at her own wrist. (But if you do, we’ll be watching

Apolonia Lapiedra stood by the espresso machine, already dressed in crisp white linen trousers and a black sleeveless top. She looked like she’d stepped out of a minimalist architecture digest, not a bed. She held up her own wrist, displaying the same mark.