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HER FANGS ARE STARTING TO SHOW

Penulis: Solyn Aure
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-18 18:55:03

ARIA'S POV

I step inside carrying my portfolio and the notes Elsie sent over last night.

A few heads turn. I offer a polite smile and a quiet greeting.

Most return it with nods. One woman—tall, sharp-featured, copper dyed hair lets her gaze travel over me slowly before looking away without a word.

The temperature around her feels a few degrees colder than the rest of the room.

Elsie appears almost immediately, tablet in hand, expression bright.

“Aria, perfect timing. Some of the principal c
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  • 70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire    HER FANGS ARE STARTING TO SHOW

    ARIA'S POV I step inside carrying my portfolio and the notes Elsie sent over last night.A few heads turn. I offer a polite smile and a quiet greeting. Most return it with nods. One woman—tall, sharp-featured, copper dyed hair lets her gaze travel over me slowly before looking away without a word. The temperature around her feels a few degrees colder than the rest of the room.Elsie appears almost immediately, tablet in hand, expression bright.“Aria, perfect timing. Some of the principal cast are coming in for fittings later today. Come, I’ll walk you through the boards.”She leads me toward a long table covered in sketches and fabric swatches. The main characters’ looks are arranged in sequences. Elsie talks quickly, pointing out seam placements, hidden stretch panels, and the way some pieces need to move from ballroom to battlefield without a full change.I can feel her watching my face as she shows me the lead female’s primary coat—heavy embroidery on the outside, clean techni

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    ARIA'S POVNoah’s phone buzzes, the vibration cutting through the tension in the room. He shoots a dark glance at me. “I need to take this.”He doesn’t wait for my reply and I watch his broad shoulders squaring as he presses the receiver to his ear leaving the room.I stare at the door for a few more seconds, irritation prickling under my skin. I'm annoyed by his hot-and-cold mood swings. One second he is worshipping my skin, and the next he is tossing bitter, passive-aggressive jabs about my past as if he has a right to judge me.I stand up from the lounger, smoothing down the rumpled fabric of my yellow dress, and march out of the cinema room. In the hallway I nearly collided with Mira. Her face lights up the second she sees me."Miss Aria! Oh, thank goodness you're back. The house has been so monotonous without you." she chirps enthusiastically, waving her hands for me to follow her. “Perfect timing.” She links her arm through mine before I can protest and steers me down a diff

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  • 70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire    THE SHOW

    ARIA'S POV The heavy front door clicked shut behind me. I stood on the smooth white marble floor of the foyer for a few seconds, to prepare myself before meetingtheir disgusting faces. Then I heard the laughter again. Louder this time. It was coming right from the dining room down the hall. L

  • 70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire    BIRTHDAY PRESENTS 

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