One Night with My Maid
She wore a tailored emerald gown that complemented her striking features, and her eyes, sharp and calculating, scanned Elena from head to toe with an air of practiced superiority.
"I am Cassandra," the woman introduced herself, tilting her champagne glass in a mock toast. Her lips curved into a cold, beautiful smile. "An old friend of Zachary’s. Or rather... his former fiancée, before family matters took me to Europe. I must admit, I was thoroughly shocked to hear that Zachary had married so suddenly. He was never the type to settle for anything less than a perfect match."
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