His Ex Mistress, His Enemy
“SpongeBob?”
“And you,” Sophia added, tapping her iPad and turning it toward me. “Look at this. ‘The Dangerous Lawyer, the Billionaire Dad, and the Internet’s Favorite Toddler of the Week.’”
In the photo, I was laughing, hair flying, sunlight catching on the side of my face. Zane sat next to me, arm draped casually over the back of my chair, looking like a man who knew exactly how handsome, rich, and dangerously addictive he was, more potent than espresso shots mixed with unresolved daddy issues.
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