Liora
“What is she doing here?” Tristan asked, his voice low, but sharp like the calm before a very dangerous storm.
Allen didn’t flinch. In fact, he looked far too pleased with himself. “I did mention a business partner would be joining us, didn’t I?” he replied smoothly, as if this wasn’t some deliberate setup.
What’s all this fuss about? And who’s this she that the two are growling about? The only way I could get an answer to that is seeing the person, so I turned slightly, just to get a glimpse.
But I didn’t need to turn far.
Because before I could even process what was happening, the woman was already standing beside me, her perfume arriving a second before she did, it was sweet, overwhelming, way too deliberate.
“I guess I must’ve dressed so gorgeously today that heads just keep turning my way,” she said with a bright, toothy smile, flipping her hair like we were all extras in her little show.
I blinked.
And rolled my eyes so fast I almost gave myself whiplash.
Really?
She took
