I turn slowly, my pulse quickening even before I see his face. That smooth, sarcastic, and hauntingly familiar voice doesn’t belong to Asher.It’s Ryan Lawson.He’s leaning casually against the hallway wall, arms folded, a crooked smirk tugging at his lips. His tailored suit hugs his frame like it was stitched by the devil himself. It's black and as unforgiving as his smirk. Ryan's dark eyes scan me from head to toe like I’m some fascinating mistake.“Mrs. Lancaster,” he repeats, with deliberate mockery. “Didn’t think I’d miss the show, did you?”My breath hitches. For a moment, memories of the broken engagement, the betrayal, the humiliation threaten to flood in. But I blink them away, lifting my chin while he continues.“Running off already? Thought the cameras should catch your stunning debut,” he drawls, pushing off the wall and walking towards me with that slow, arrogant stride.I straighten my back instinctively. “Excuse me, I have somewhere to be.”“Oh, of course,” he says, st
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