ELENA PETERSEveryone else was having fun, chatting and drinking, but I hadn't spoken to anyone in the last twenty minutes or forty. I don't know. I wasn't checking.I was totally lost staring at the finest man if every other thing and every other person seemed not to matter anymore. Vince Walker. Dressed in a white tuxedo, hair sleek and in a small bun, classic shades, and real Italian white shoes, a million-worth watch around his wrist, and a couple of real gold around his fingers. He was a sexy mixture of thug and elegance and had effortlessly stolen my attention from the minute he graced the party with his presence. Beside him was Aunt Vanessa, Trent's mother, my mother-in-law. I've always loved her to bits but right now, I can't explain this vile feeling of jealousy that stirred up inside me seeing her latching onto him. I know it's crazy, and she has every right to stay next to him. She's his mate for fuck's sake. But I can't help it. Seeing Vince got me very nervous, and f
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