Chapter 102 Disperate For My Attention?

Mila

This time, Luca didn’t say anything. His eyes roamed over my face, trying to read me.

But I already locked that door, Luca, I scoffed inwardly. The easy-to-read Mila is gone.

My eyes drifted to the Russian princess. “Okay, Miss Malakhov.”

Once I took my seat, she smiled. “Call me Irina, plea...

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