In love with the enemy
Riri🤎beneath his ugly wife's mask: her revenge was her brilliancecelestial queen: revenge is sweet when you're a zillionaire heiressrevenge, served in a black dresskicked out, she came back a billionairess
was the name on her forged ID tonight, a careful fabrication.
She said nothing at first, simply offering a sweet, practiced smile as she met his eyes. Inside, she imagined his empire fracturing, his world reduced to the same ashes he had left hers in. Her blood sang with it.
"Most people avoid eye contact with me," Adrian continued, one eyebrow arching slightly as he sized her up. His voice sound like velvet over steel, unhurried, as if he had all the time in the world to assess her.
His gaze traveled slowly from the modest collar of her uniform to the curve of her neck, down to the tray in her hands before returning to her face. "You're quite different."