Another Chance for the Luna Queen by Aurora Starling

Chapter 0188

Chapter 0188

“Welcome,” she greeted us in a cheerful tone. “How can I help you today?”

“We don’t have an appointment,” Elizabeth began smoothly, “but we were hoping to speak to someone about a custom order.”

The woman opened a large, leather–bound notebook and began flipping through the pages. “I believe we have some availability today,” she said. “Was there a specific tailor you were hoping to see? We employ several.”

“Oh,” I said, faltering slightly. “I don’t actually know their name.”

“That’s quite all right,” she reassured me with a kind smile. “That’s actually common here. Many clients come in knowing which celebrities we’ve worked with but not the name of the tailor themselves. You know what I mean.”

“Yes, that’s kind of the situation,” I admitted, my nerves showing. “I’m looking for the person who makes clothes for Alexander Black.”

Her cheerful demeanor faltered for a fraction of a second. “Ah,” she said cautiously. “I’m not sure I can help you there. He’s very selective about his clientele and books up weeks–sometimes months–in advance. For a walk–in client…”

Black’s fiancée, Ella Rowan,” Elizabeth interjected, her voice

slightly. Her eyes flicked to me, and I

frantically now.” Please forgive me, Miss Rowan. I didn’t recognize you at all. I believe he’s in today, but I’m not sure if he’s back from lunch yet. Let me check for you right away.”

I said, offering her a reassuring smile.

energy seemed to settle slightly as she returned my smile and disappeared into the back, leaving us alone

Alexander POV

office. I had just ended my call with Ella and hastily wiped the smile from my face, hoping to avoid one of his comments. Lately, he’d

I asked, meeting his gaze expectantly.

I bring

him know I’ll meet him in the lobby shortly. We’re

get involved with him? There are

to humiliate me,” I said, my tone sharp with purpose. “Undoing the damage he’s caused isn’t enough of a response. I need to ensure he’s the

of the risks tied to this arrangement. Slater and I hadn’t worked together in years, and when we last parted ways, it wasn’t under friendly

terms.

the property Slater owned—and that I was confident could convince him