The Billionaire I Was Meant To Hate
The moment broke, Lucian straightened, his hand left her back, and turned to shake hands with a man in a bow tie.
Aurora stood beside him, smiling, nodding, playing the part. But her skin was on fire where he had touched her. Her mind was replaying his words like a song she couldn't stop.
The night dragged. Vanessa appeared twice more, each time closer than before, her voice low and intimate when she spoke to Lucian about office matters. She called him by his first name in a way that suggested she had screamed it. She touched his shoulder, his arm, his back. She hated her, with each touch made Aurora want to break something.
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