The Man I Swore to Hate
“Governor, it’s such an honor to meet you.”
Monica’s head turned toward me like a whip crack. Her smile faltered, just for a blink, but her eyes narrowed, sharp and territorial.
The governor, ever gracious, smiled and reached out to shake my hand. “And you are?”
“Carmenta Paradis,” I said with a practiced smile, like my name alone should ring bells.
“Oh, Miss Paradis,” he said, suddenly all wide smiles and open arms. “The daughter of the Paradis estate. My goodness, what a surprise!”
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