married for show
I replied smoothly, taking a slow sip of my water, keeping my composure flawlessly relaxed.
"Oh, please," another woman, a sharp-featured blonde named Camilla, chimed in with a low, catty laugh. "We all know Alexander’s reputation. Half the girls in the upper crust of New York have been through his bedroom. The man was a running legend." She leaned forward, a malicious, teasing glint in her eyes as she lowered her voice. "Tell us, darling... you must have some incredible tricks up your sleeve. How good is he actually in bed to make him sprint down the aisle like that?"