7 “He’s Not Enough for You.”

“I’m sorry, what was that?” Alexander asked, visibly shifting so Emily’s head no longer rested on him.

Sophia took a deep breath, composing herself once more. Emotions had no place in her plans, and she reminded herself of the task at hand.

“Nothing,” Sophia replied calmly. “I think I’ll be heading home now.”

“Really?” Emily chimed in, her voice laced with fake concern. “The party is just getting started.”

“Umm, Emily,” Alexander interjected, “Why don’t you go back in? I’ll join you in just a moment.”

Emily glared at Alexander, clearly disgruntled, but obediently turned to leave. Sophia couldn’t help but watch as Alexander’s eyes followed Emily down the hallway.

Once Emily was out of earshot, Alexander turned his attention back to Sophia. “My family and Emily’s family have been close friends for many years. She’s very ambitious but naive. I brought her into my company after she graduated from the University of Chicago last year. It was a way to guide and protect her in this ruthless world.”

Sophia studied Alexander closely as he spoke. His explanation of their relationship might work on other women, but she knew better than to fall for his facade.

As Sophia glanced down the hallway and noticed Emily waiting and watching, she tried to stifle a giggle but failed.

joined in her laughter. “I’ll admit she’s a

hand rested gently on her lower back, and she chose not to brush it away. Upon reaching Emily, Sophia shook her hand

matter. It means a lot to me, to both of

but notice the shared look between Emily and Alexander. Sister, my ass, she thought bitterly. That woman is the

relationship, I

Alexander, obviously trying to pull him away from Sophia, and says, “Mr. Stone, you still have several people to talk to. The mayor has been asking about you

drawn up tonight and send it to your office first thing in the morning.

tightly onto Alexander’s arm,, and Alexander does not try to push her

particular, “might as well enjoy his party.” She moves toward a bar in the corner

the vibrant chatter of the guests. Sophia settles onto a barstool, her

lady?” the bartender flirts, drawing a small smile to her

need something stronger. How about a whiskey neat,” Sophia answers, her voice carrying a hint of resolution. She’s prepared to nurse

generous measure and offers it with an authentic smile. Sophia takes a sip, feeling the warmth of the amber liquid cascade down her throat, momentarily soothing her inner

twenties takes the seat next to her. He is dressed impeccably and oozes a

could melt any woman’s heart. “I’ll have what the lady is having,” he says, his

hand, the man leans closer, his eyes twinkling with intrigue. “Quite the party,

Sophia responds, her voice filled with resignation. The effects of the

would such an unbelievably gorgeous woman be sitting at a bar all alone? It just doesn’t seem right,” he whispers, his proximity sending a shiver

it could be

gracing his lips before he abruptly leaves Sophia alone at

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