Seducing My Husband's Arch-enemy!
She lifted her head, her eyes looking around the room, that had been well remade to not have any traces of Daniel.
If Raees thought she could use her, fine. If the shadowy caller thought she’d burn, fine. She’d burn, yes, but she’d at least burn bright enough to blind them all.
Cecelia Monroe stared at her reflection in the glass window. For the first time all night, she saw not the secretary, not Daniel’s accomplice, not Raees’s pawn. She saw something else, fragile, dangerous, inevitable.
A queen in the making.
And whoever it is this Queen will submit to, she’ll make sure she does so fiercely, enough to make herself stand by herself, not leaning on any single pillar.