His eyes lit up like a Christmas tree as he waved me over. He whispered something to one of the girls, and they all went away. They threw me dirty looks on their way out, but I didn’t mind them.When I was closer, he patted the spot next to him.“What are you doing here? This is no place for a girl like you, principessa.”He knew I hated that nickname, and yet, he took every single chance to call me that. Nobody wanted to be a princess whose father saw women as puppets and tools for sexual pleasure or to further his agendas.“Don’t call me that,” I said.He laughed and raised his brow as if to question why I was making no move to sit down. I wasn’t going to sit where people probably had sex and done nasty things.“I would rather stand,” I told him.“I haven’t done anything on this couch, principessa. I’ll only talk to you if you sit down and have a drink.”Knowing I had no choice, I obliged and sat down where he wanted me to. I was doing this for Maxim because he needed it. Kira was o
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