Hired To Love: Games of throne.
Wear something elegant.
The reply came almost instantly: *I never agreed to this.*
His smile widened. *You did when you signed the contract, sweetheart💔.
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The wine glass trembled in Isabella's hand as Mirabel dramatically sank into the chair beside her. Trust her best friend to make an entrance, even in a quiet corner of Murphy's Bar.
"Girl, you look like you've been hit by a truck," Mirabel announced, snatching Isabella's glass and taking a sip. "And this is way too expensive for drowning sorrows. Where's the cheap stuff?"