een Mrs. Vance

his. Three days of books, soft bed, food

6 a.m., came back at 10 p.m., locke

ght he f

h morning, a

dy. There is a party tonight. At

par

d he sen

he closet. Inside

g slit. The most beautiful and most dangerous dress Seraphina had e

e in Ethan's handwrit

over the scar. Don'

er door. He was in a black tu

ina ca

s fully visible on her shoulder, pink under the lights. She wo

for three seconds.

is voice went cold again. "You will

on't cove

al gala. Five hundred people. Press. My sister will be there. My... female partner will be

Seraphina's ch

rich people everywhere. When Ethan Vance walke

started i

Sienna Vale? She

n her shoulder? O

arried the d

e instinctively tried to co

wrist under the table,

coldly in her ear, but his hand stayed o

it. Another perfu

You ar

ong legs, perfect skin, no scar. She was blonde, confident

ice suddenly less cold than w

anding on the scar. She smiled, but it was not kind. "Oh, you must be Sienna. Ethan to

ssed "ve

the kind of woman Ethan shoul

an. "Ethan, dance wit

opped. Last year he

ace. Red dress, scar showing, eyes star

in his grey eyes. Po

go of Seraphina's wrist.

g Seraphina alone at the table, in red dress, with her scar

o cruel. Exactl

e, hands cold, lis

sgusting, how can Van

seduced him

er, of course he d

into her

nds on his chest. "Who is that girl really? She is not Sien

e," Ethan cut

n, you can do be

us. "You are my business partner. Nothing m

are defending her? Yo

were not on Vanessa. They were

crying quietly but not covering he

away mid-dance. In

ght back to Ser

hall wen

He is Ethan Vance.

, pulled her up hard, and pulled

ng with-" Seraphina

dly, but his hand on her waist was tight, protective. He pull

trong. He led her. Seraphina could

ordered, low in her ear

y eyes, cold but o

nly, whispering against her hair,

o!

l, wicked smile on his lips for first

oo

o all five hundred people, with his hand proudly on her scarred shoulder. "If you are jea

ed at him, tea

essa to make her

voice possessive, human, no longer just cold. "You can be jeal

sed her

red, dancing with the cruel tycoon who had

e, face red with anger,

cover her scar. She wanted him to keep his h