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too long when they see her, I have to glare at them to show that she belongs. Even in

ugged every curve of her body, showing of

the men that keep stealing glances at her, I wi

us to the look she wa

gorgeous made a surge of posse

just like she did the silk purple tie

I looked down at my

telling me how it would l

op flashing and I know some hell of a story would

oment she noticed it. She was the one who pract

ora weeks ago. But I didn't wan

me before my modeling and acting career and she had always bee

th a price. I needed more deals. More

a fuck

lthy, well-connected daughter of the Addison heiress w

science by telling myself I c

ne for nine years, since we we

e in her corner. Her father was biased toward the Addison heiress, A

to break up with me the second the

ys fixed it. She was mine,

sounding way more steady than I actually felt. "I'd like to form

s strictly glued to Lora. I didn't loo

knew I was being a complete coward, but the fear of s

excused myself from Lora and the endless circl

d to fin

with a million different ways to apologize and make he

loor, searching the quiet hallways, but h

my phone to reach her b

since the party started, refusing to come down. I needed him by my side. The moment peop

ucking king

t help the deep admiration and burning envy

ace because the bastard literally had it all. He wasn't a model

of a billionaire tech mogul dad a

was even friends with him. I knew my own worth

I could never get on my own. But there were moments, dark moments, where I secret

acting distant, angry, and lacking any shred of patience. Maybe his

ll go back to being the heir. S

of mood he would be in w

I also just needed to breathe for a second b

ood straight in f

nside?" I asked. "Can

s, the facade of resp

will let him know you came up.

irk came acr

as going on unlike his partner

standards, so I figured he had just smuggled one of his usual high

ding Aria, My eyes darted down to

a small, glittering object tha

opped dead

custom go

ia had on her fee

utely no mistak

atures twisting into pu

ed away from me, who barely let me touch her past a ch