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She just hoped that Riccardo would desist from dragging her into their drama by making her assume the role of a "second fiddle". She was Elma Gray and would certainly never assume the role of being anyone's "second fiddle".

Elma let out an exhale and took a few sips of her margarita. She had something more important to think about.

"Well, hello beautiful."

Elma picked her eyes up from looking down at her glass to see the handsome muscle-tanned man who was standing just across from her. Her mouth parted slightly. Damien was the man standing close to her. "Uh, hi?" Elma mouthed with a small smile perfectly unsure of why he'd even shown up there at all or taken the pains to find her