บททั้งหมดของ THE PILOT'S EX WIFE: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

However, by a mischievous twist of fate, she saw the man leave the room and walk with long steps to the elevator. He was a very tall man, with a strong physique and broad shoulders. His tuxedo looked perfectly aligned, except for the three buttons undone.And, contrary to what she expected, he had time to reach out and stop the steel doors from closing. Then nervousness embraced her again.The first thing she smelled was the man's perfume. It was as if his sense of smell was developed just for that aroma. Strong, masculine and addictive. It wasn't just the scent; that sensuality could not be found in a glass bottle. Much of the attraction that scent spread was the man's persona, itself.She didn't see her face covered by the gray mask, but she felt it on her skin as if it was emanating fire. The man was tall and strong, every part of his body strategically filled out his black tuxedo.The mask above the shaped lips, the perfectly aligned nose and the marked jaw brought mystery to the

In the background, female voices shouting and applauding were still heard loudly.- "Ethan Banks" the host repeated, holding out his hands to emphasize his guest, and then the audience burst into hysterical screams again.At that moment, Blair's world stopped spinning and she fell out of orbit. Out of all the people at the party, all the men, all the faces, she had found Ethan Banks, the name on Spencer's blacklist. She didn't know how to react, and seemed to forget to breathe as well. This wasn't just a possible criminal being investigated, but rather the most attractive man her eyes had the pleasure of seeing.- "Well, I could start off easy. But you know these girls, they want to know if you're available" the presenter joked, and the shadow of an insincere smile crossed Ethan's face.-"That can be discussed" was his response.The man's voice was like a breath of life into Blair, even not in person. Serious and hoarse, that was the definition of a sound that seemed more like thunder

She turned so he could see the entire dress. However, when it comes to Blair Collins, any outfit would make her look good. It was an understandable cause for envy that the redhead looked beautiful on any occasion.- "You look very beautiful, not that it's anything new"She applied one last coat of vivid red lipstick before heading out. It was undeniable that that was her color, as she decorated her hair in such a way as to channel any and all attention.*The city lights of Los Angeles were what illuminated the world in times of darkness. The future was in skyscrapers and their grandeur. Every building located on the outskirts of the city that never slept had a purpose; show your power.The Roosevelt Hotel was an interesting setting. With its white facade and large rounded supporting pillars, the building had a modern look. Its interior was no different, featuring elegance in abundance. The chandeliers in various rooms, the pure marble floors and the superior suites with indoor pools

- "Her name has become a household name among the stars. Some bet that she will return to anonymity, but surely, after her appearance in the scarlet dress, the world will not forget her overnight." Blair took a deep breath. It wasn't the end of the world, she knew that, but it meant that her relationship with her father had been exposed. Before that, she had been avoiding phone calls and denying Jean's advances. She didn't want to be his daughter. She thought that accepting a rapprochement would be indifferent. At that moment, her life had changed. The redhead could not hide again, seeking refuge in the depths of ignorance. "Excuse me," she asked before standing up. Then, the redhead walked gracefully away from the table, avoiding any survey that could be made. It didn't take long for her to find the bathroom, and made that place her temporary hiding place. Just like the ballroom, the environment was exquisite. A few events, expensive clothes, a millionaire's life for a few months. Th

"It won't happen again" she looked into Drake's eyes to assure him of that.The woman prepared to say something more, seeing doubt creep across Drake's face, but was interrupted by a hoarse voice behind her."Mr. Collins"Jean immediately looked at the man behind her daughter. That tone, calm as the sea, hid a devastating storm. Simple words sounded like a command in Ethan's tone."Mr. Banks, it's an honor to be here" Collins stood up and extended his hand to Banks, who accepted it with a firm shake."It's an honor to have you here"At that moment, a supposed truth dawned on Blair. Ethan was the evening's host, and had approached her by calling her the "lady in red." That was how she looked the first time she saw him, like a unique possessor of the scarlet hue. It was likely that all of this had been set up so that he would see her again. It would be understandable for someone of Banks' stature to move heaven and earth to get what he wanted.Despite feeling a lump in her throat at the