Jasmine. “This is my wife, Jasmine Monroe. The Angel I’ve been telling you about,” Edwin said, wrapping his arms possessively around my waist as he introduced me to Galvin. The surrounding air thickened instantly. I flinched from the shock of his gesture, not even his words. My gaze met Galvin’s, and he forced a smile and nodded, but his grip tightened around the wine glass, and I saw his left eye twitch. But before I could pull his hands off my waist, Cashmere spoke. “Wife?” she asked, completely amused. “Well, there's no need for further introduction… We’ll get to know each other better soon,” she added before clapping twice. The sound of her palm echoed through the ballroom, and the orchestra ran to their instruments. “The Thanksgiving ball is this evening, but let’s loosen up now. I need everyone to move perfectly. We have a reputation to protect,” she said with a smile before turning to face Galvin and throwing her hands over his shoulders. And when she did, his gaze lower
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