Twice Burned, Twice Desired
our skin, it buries itself in your bones a
in Cosmas Mor
I get to retu
-
a Moretti ballroom, wearing a gown he pai
and stitched with power. It glitters gold beneath the chand
rums as I enter the Grand Sapphire Hotel, the stage
my tongue eve
pagne flows, laughter echoes in curated elegance, and camer
ress will be
o
alked away shattered, now returne
m see
with a nervous smile. "Your table is ready.
I pass faces I once served coffee to when I was just h
o
them
who dared to marry the billionaire prince is gone. She die
Rita Hale
't come to
shift in the room, an invisible
ook
here
s Mor
tating. Sti
air, meticulously styled. Strong jaw, slightly more hardened now. And thos
he's the on
sees me, as if I've punche
o
d thing and raise my
aw cl
ctly how I h
rious. Slig
urse he does. Billionaires
mance I've seen too many times. But I don't rise.
s, his voice a
g the gold liquid in my glass. "Lov
ce," he replies, his eyes scanning me t
s down, my smile sharpening. "Though I wo
es of guilt or irri
hanged,"
ent of my perfume. "No, Cosmas. I just stopped
catches.
y I plan t
e charity?" he asks
I'm here for t
bli
use
r from my clutch and sl
negotiating to acquire them. But
tiff
avo
em?" His voice
And I offered a seat on my board.
sharp now. "What g
a
ck and si
tand and walk past him, brushing aga
an accident, I think bu
ever come back here. Never let myself be near you again. B
me, gray ey
"You shouldn't have
I wal
not
l my presence. Remember everything
ony. I pose effortlessly. The New Yor
ance back ins
l st
l bu
-
e of champagne when I spot the wom
lle M
tepmo
ake in
I vaguely recognize fr
mach t
Devlin deal was airtight. I dott
ess
on the inside l
still a trait
one b
wn Nu
ate to
voice
keep your company, you need to ask Cosm
til
ha
e click
-
already watching me
tonight, I don't fe
l lik
at that voice
as Moretti didn't
meone