waiting for you to arrive at th party

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Orlena had been in Paris for the last week, staying over at the most prestigious hotels and attending the high-society parties nonstop. Well, there’s always a price to pay when becoming a socialite. She arrived back in Manhattan early in the morning with her Louboutins still fitted perfectly on her feet and her dress fitting tight around her body and showing off her slender legs, she sat on the sofa when the person she had been waiting for walk out the door. “Did you miss me?” she asked with a smirk.