CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

MELISSA.

“You look beautiful, my lady.” He’d said, as he took my hand, and swirled me onto the dance floor. 

It was our first time meeting, and I couldn’t deny that night had its own magic.

“I didn’t expect the rogue King to be this handsome.” I said to him,

“Just like I never expected the daughter of my business partner to be this spectacular.”

My laughter was real, and sweet. 

For the first time in ages, I wasn’t faking a smile. Being a businessman’s daughter, I’d met so many men, old and young, who I had to talk to with smiles, even though I was disgusted by...