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.

in her laughter. “I’ll admit she’s a bit clingy,

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

Johnson, for your help in this matter. It means a lot to me, to both of us,”

couldn’t help but notice the shared look between Emily and Alexander. Sister, my ass, she thought bitterly. That woman is the

relationship, I assure you,” Sophia replied,

trying to pull him away from Sophia, and says, “Mr. Stone, you still have several people to talk to.

will have the paperwork drawn up tonight and send it to your office first thing in the

as Alexander and Emily disappear into the crowd. Emily hangs tightly onto Alexander’s arm,, and Alexander

enjoy his party.” She moves

of the guests. Sophia settles onto a barstool, her

bartender flirts, drawing a small

carrying

smile. Sophia takes a sip, feeling the warmth of the amber liquid cascade down her throat, momentarily soothing her inner turmoil.

takes the seat next

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

drinks in hand, the man leans closer, his eyes

resignation. The effects of the whiskey have rendered her immune to the

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

the man’s gaze, her voice alluring. “I don’t know; it could be because I’m going through a

leaves Sophia alone at the bar. Her words hang in

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