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And she did not attempt to hide it. "Shall we?" Andrew came right beside me offering me his arm. I looked at Issac who was looking at Andrew's offered arm and back at me. There was a hint of jealousy that I saw in his eyes. By the looks of it he is definitely taking Ashley as his partner to the masquerade, which leaves me alone. I suddenly grabbed Andrews' offered arm and said. "Sure." If he is going to take her and make me jealous then I too won't be left behind.

Mrs Gray attempted to say. "Perfect?" I chuckled and sat on the sofa. "Yes, my uncle and aunt fixed my marriage with Ryan," I stared at my friends who got shocked with this revelation. "What? For real? Your marriage was fixed with that scoundrel? Why didn't you tell us?" Luke said with disbelief. "When did you find out? And how?" Olivia asked. "Some months ago. Aiden revealed it to me," I sternly said with an anger-filled glare.

"I've missed you so much. Where have you been? What you been up to? Who you been fucking? Is it Jason- jeez that guy winds me up." "Oh my God, Amy. Quit it. He's a married man, for God's sake." I pinch my nose at her behaviour. Don't get me wrong, I love her to death. But she's been obsessed with Jason Stone since she has known Lucas. "Everything can be broken." She whispers through the phone. "You're absolutely crazy." "I know, but you love me." She says, dragging out the o in love. "Now tell me, who is it?" Amy is one of a kind, I'd say. She's one of the most amazing people I've ever met and connected with, yet so different than I am. I guess it's true what they say, opposits do attract.

I was drinking till I heard heels walk to where I stood, and I looked up to meet Amy’s gaze. And to be honest, I and Amy have not seen eye to eye since the day I rushed to her apartment in search of Emma. We avoided each other like plagues until I found out she was dating my sister, and now we were family. “Congratulations again on your engagement, Amy,” I called to her. I could tell she was trying to be polite and force a smile. I mean, I am the villain in their story; I am the person who messed her friend up and made her leave.

Nothing like last night that looks worried and a lot of thoughts. "Done."Dita put both hands on Jay's shoulders. "Jay, I want to keep our relationship a secret. One more time."Jay responded with a warm hug. Jay let go of his arm. "It can't be like this. If I keep hugging you, I'm afraid I won't be able to focus on my work. Let's go." Dita laughed at this. "Let's start a secret relationship. One more time." Dita and Jay parted ways near the Jay Entertainment agency. That's all so as not to get caught. Dita waved her hand.

"Promise me, I mean really promise me, that what I'm about to say remains between just us for now. Amy has the bug, bad. She wants to go on the road, see the country, and the world for that matter. Molly seems to think there might be something going on between Amy and Dwayne, and that's coloring her decision." Well, damn, that was not news I wanted to hear. My opinion of cheaters was pretty well documented, and I started wondering. Thinking about it I realized Amy had been keeping a distance between us. She and Dave had two kids, a boy ten and a daughter seven. It would devastate Dave if there was something to Robbie's suspicion.

On his right sat Ma’am Celeste, composed and elegant, but her gaze was sharp enough to see things you tried to hide. At the far end was Ma’am Sofia, who waved the moment she saw me. “Aya!” she whispered brightly, careful not to draw too much attention. And beside her was Sir Zed. Silently focused on his plate, lifting his glass. His eyes flicked briefly toward me before lowering again. He didn’t say a word, but that single glance was enough to make heat crawl up my ears. I forced myself not to freeze in place. I walked forward slowly and placed the pitcher on the table.

Amy warned and then moved closer to rub soothing circles on my back. Without thinking, I turned around and threw my arms around her. “I’ll miss you so fucking much.” I mean, I was happy that my mom had found someone she wanted to spend her life with after dad, but having to move away from the pack I had spent my entire life and leaving my best friend and boyfriend. No…ex-boyfriend sucked. “But I also heard that their rules are more complicated.” “Damn” Amy cursed and it only took a minute for me to realize that she wasn’t replying to me. She was staring at the man that just walked into the club like he owned the damned place.

Giulia winced like she’d been slapped. “You think this will end well?” she whispered. “You and Amy? You think you’ll be the exception? She’ll destroy you—like she destroyed me.” Ellie’s voice never wavered. “You and Amy had something in the past. That was yours, it ended. This—what I have— is mine. And I won’t let anyone take it.” Unbeknownst to both of them, Amy stood in the hallway, still as stone, listening to every word. Her hand rested lightly against the wall. Her jaw clenched. Her eyes flickered between rage and pride.

I asked as he opened the car door for me. He nodded. Once seated, Mike said, "The Minister wants the meeting at his mansion." "Alright," I replied, settling deeper into the seat. His face didn’t exactly light up, even after seeing his woman. Strange. When I was with my ex—granted, it wasn’t a public relationship—we were always careful but deeply connected. She had her own life, her own ambitions, and we were both big on privacy. We didn’t last more than a year; she relocated to New York, and that was that. We kept things so private, I barely even knew her family. Still, she was my first love. The one who truly stole my heart.