"Do I know you?" He moved back. 'Maybe I should wake Heather up.'
"I knew you wouldn't recognise me." She said.
'It is probably Heather. Why is she dressed like that at such an hour?' "I don't. You look so different."
"I know." She stood up and spun around. "How do I look?"
"Very seducing." He covered his mouth. "I didn't mean..."
The words just came out. He didn't know what was going to happen to him.
"Whatever." She stepped closer to him. "You look charming, by the way."
"Thank you."
"Now, back to business. I want you to forget who you were."
Her smile vanished and she walked to the table, gave him a passport and opened one of the glass cases. In it, was a silver rimmed glasses with diamonds, stones and designs on the rims.
"You are no longer the man people once knew."
She carefully placed in on his face and wore the second one. He opened the passport and stared at the man on it. 'He looks just like me. She planned a lot for this.'
"I am Juniper Aria." She handed him another passport. "Fashion designer and model. Introverted, shy and calm. Secretly involved with the Black Blood."
"Miss Price died a few months after a young man who's background is hidden. No one will know anything that we have planned except my senior who I trust will not betray me."
"You're parents will be attending your funeral and it should be in a few months. And don't try doing anything stupid."
He tried to process everything that she was saying. He took a look at the passport and blankly gazed at her.
"Don't worry, we won't be doing this often." She pinched his cheek.
"Who am I?"
"You are Demetrius Kamari. My assistant and secretly involved with 'deceased' member of The Black Blood, Heather Price."
"Forget your past life." She smiled, this time, maniacally. "You are my property, you belong to me and I intend to keep it that way."