Ruining My Ex: Reborn as The Mayor's Sweet Nightmare

ching in my throat as the guar

arely managed to keep my balance, bracing one

ed with hairspray. Everywhere I looked, women were moving with practiced ease. None looked like the trembling, br

s always a bi

stunning blonde, her hair styled into effortless, cascading waves that framed a striking face. She wore a fitted, shimmering silver mesh dress that accent

oduced herself, exten

ed, my hand shaking s

d, turning back to the mirror to

es scanning the room. "Ho

offered a small, humorless chuckle before her smile died down com

my spine. "And you ended

ls from those black markets." She

er thought of l

t's better if you learn that tonight." Before I could absorb the weight of her words, sh

the faint discoloration of the bruises Williams had left behind. When she finished, she han

he mirror. Candy had curled my hair into a sharp, sophisticated bob, painting my eye

deniable, making me look

, eyeing me up and dow

," I whispered, hating

pulling me out of the dressing room and down a dimly lit concrete corrid

y by spiraling neon streams of red and electric blue lights. The air was thick and hazy with smoke and the scent of expensive drinks. On the elevated sta

over the roaring music, leading me toward a m

oment we approached, his eyes slid away from Candy and locked onto me. It wasn't a casual glance; it was a lingering

e smooth as he slid two glasses across the marble. He g

drink in one fluid motion. She nudged me, and I joined her, swall

heavy silver ice bucket filled with crystal bottles toward us, along with several clean glasses

andy nodded, li

he elevated VIP booths. As I walked, I could distinctly feel Sam's lingerin

asn't the onl

gerous gaze tracked my every movement. It was Roman Kane. His green eyes

in dark tailored suits. Unlike the usual rowdy club guests, these men sat rigidly, their eyes

arrived," Candy said smoothly, stepping for

to set the crystal glasses on the table. I wanted to finish and retrea

h the thumping music. His eyes locked onto me, tracking my movement in the tight b

said quietly, keeping my voice pr

nk so," the

ouch. Fear flared in my chest, but before I could even open my mouth to protest, a massive, imposing silhouette descended the stairs

nsing the sudden shift in the air,

ow over the entire table. He reached down, his iron grip clamping aroun

, terrifying vibration that easily sliced through the pu