CHAPTER 2The private jet hums beneath us like a sleeping beast. I’m curled in the cream leather seat, legs tucked under me, staring out at the black sky streaked with city lights far below. The gala is in three hours another glittering cage of flashbulbs, fake smiles, and sponsors who want pieces of me. I should be rehearsing my speech, scrolling through my phone for last-minute outfit approvals. Instead my mind is stuck on the man sitting three rows back.Ronan.He’s in the rear cabin, door cracked open just enough that I can see the outline of his head bent over a tablet, scrolling through security feeds, jaw set like he’s chewing on steel. He hasn’t spoken to me since last night’s room check. Just a curt “All clear” before he stepped back into the hallway. Professional. Distant. Untouchable.It’s driving me insane.I shift in my seat. The silk dress I’m wearing for the gala rehearsal clings too tight deep emerald, slit high on one thigh, neckline plunging just enough to be elegant
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