The Carrero Contract (series book 3)
I blink a couple of times, sure I’m imagining it, and approach with caution, convinced they are some sort of wishful thinking mirage.
The cupcake is chocolate, richly dark and almost twice the size of a normal one. It seems to have decorations stabbed into its surface, in blue, white, and red. I move closer, intrigued and can’t help the little giggle that erupts when I see from my new angle that they are actually little British flags and sprinkles to match; Horribly London themed in the most amusing way.
The package is a long, small rectangle, but the wrapping paper has bright red London buses all over it and there is no denying these are for me. I am the only Brit in Alexi’s club after all.
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