Loving the enemy
“Come on. I did promise to spoil you.”
Her fingers slid into mine, warm but unsure.
Inside, a row of staff waited and in the middle of them stood a familiar face.
“Mr. Vance,” the woman greeted with a warm smile. Angela was in a black dress and a sharp bob. My personal shopper. She knew luxury better than anyone.
I gave her a small smile. “Angela, this is my wife, Ava. I want her to have the best today. No limits.”
Angela’s brows lifted, just a flicker of surprise, before she turned smoothly to Ava. “Of course, Mrs. Vance. We’ll make sure you look… unforgettable.”
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