Sweet Revenge: Kissing My Ex's Uncle

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polished granite sidewalk in front of The Apex, a p

his voice a low, respectful murmur as he pulled o

small, genuine smile, the kind she reser

t her skin. Tonight was Kason's birthday. A surprise. Her heart was doing a franti

ment, dripping diamonds of light onto the marble floor. She walked quickly toward the VIP elevator, her mind a

doors were

voice commanded

e gleaming metal, shot into the ga

eves step

black suit tailored with such precision it looked like a second skin, sharp and unfo

herself into the corner of the

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wasn't a glance. It was an inventory. He looked at her the way a m

... delicate. The silence in the elevator was absolute, broken only by the whisper of its ascent.

place for you,"

iskey, and it detonated in the quiet. I

ould go

e cardboard edges dug into her skin. She forced

id, her voice smaller than she wanted

e name like it was something distasteful. His gaze flickered over her dress, her carefully styled hair,

i

the penthouse level. T

steps into the plush hallway, then stopped. He didn't turn around fully

in the reflection

oice barely a whisper but carrying the weight

knew her name. Little Solis. It was a dismissal. A pat on

ear down the corridor and glared

t happy, hopeful girl who had stepped out of the car just mi

s of the main suite, the thumping bass of el

ed the d

om was

f expensive tequila were scattered across a low table, surrounded by a mess of lime w

mall, perfect square in the middle of the chaos. She'd

was dimmer, quieter. At the far end, a doo

familiar, drifted from within

e of her business. Some socialite and her

again, a specific, cloying so

r cousin,

which had been fluttering with excitement, was now a cold, hard stone in h

the half-open door. Her palm was slick with a col

push it open. The g

scene that made the bloo