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Ch-22: Rescue...

Penulis: JKRV
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Nico's POV:

I walked stiffly, keeping my expression unreadable, though my jaw was tight. My hand rested lightly over hers, guiding her through the grand ballroom as if I were in control. Truth was, I was more nervous than I’d been in years. Not for myself. For her.

Miley—no, Nina. That was her name now. For the world, at least.

I chanced a glance down at her. She was calm, graceful, her steps measured like she’d done this a hundred times. The diamond necklace rested at the base of her neck, catching the light with every movement. It had belonged to her mother, and now it looked like it had always belonged there. Her collarbones framed it delicately. A detail I shouldn’t have been noticing.

She was stunning.

I’d told myself I’d keep things clean. Contractual. Professional. Her inheritance for my temporary use of her name, and her revenge in exchange for my resources. That was all it was supposed to be.

But she made it incredibly hard to remember the rules.

I barely registered the appla
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