Jessica stood rooted to the spot, her hands trembling as she gripped her purse. Her eyes couldn’t have deceived her. Alexander kissed Aria—right there, in front of everyone. This was no longer a simple contract.
“That little… I’ll make sure she regrets this,” Jessica hissed under her breath, her voice sharp with venom. Without sparing another glance at the couple, she stormed out of the venue, her mind already racing with schemes for revenge. Behind her, Marilyn Morrison’s grating laugh echoed, only adding fuel to her fury. Aria would pay. She would suffer.
Meanwhile, Aria stood frozen, her lips still tingling from the unexpected kiss. She blinked up at Alexander, her heart pounding erratically. The kiss wasn’t just good—it was overwhelming. She hated herself for wanting more, but how could she not? This was Alexander…
“I… Alex…” she stammered, her voice barely audible as she tried to gather her thoughts.