ivate rooms, Melany basked in the gl

s Johnson, back from overse

uy, having such a dazzling wom

the perfume competition five years ago. Qu

r of modesty, she threw a gentle look in Colton's direction and said, "It was more of a

ohnson, you might not know this, but every single night, Mr. Stevens

h the room as Melany's cheeks flu

ss, and the atmosphere buzzed with the unspoken expectation of some grand, roma

at a strange knot of discomfort had been tugging at

to catch a moment, spotted a

up at once and moved outside to the railing, looking down. There, on the deck below, stood Allison, dressed in a fitted red dress that

s mind echoing a single

rtest of them, sporting a thick gold chain and clutching a bottle, seemed to be leading the charg

owed him to the railing, and they

look a lot like Colton's wife, b

talking about?

fe is looking stunning

's a straight-up psycho. Cross him, and you're done f

the hell did she even get on this cruise? Bet she spent a fortune to m

t's not be too harsh. I know Ms. Clarke may not have family ties or connect

nd the subtext, picked up

h nothing and now shows up all doll

, his voice as cold as ice. "This is

she immediately dropped to her knees. "I'm s

er now fell into an uneasy silence. Everyone exchanged puzzled gla

gotten

ly kept her cool, sens

mean any harm. She's been up all night, getting everythi

"As for Ms. Clarke, it's really on me. If I hadn't come back, she prob

at the sight of Melan

d firmly. "Whatever game she's p

o him - far more than the idea that Allison

vorce, and then him witnessing her being hassled? It al

oughts spiraled. "Let's see how she pl