Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 22

Miranda had seen her share of questionable characters, but Elian was in a league of his own. She even wondered if something was wrong with him, maybe he needed a reality check or two.

To her surprise, Elian just laughed at her remark.

His gaze lingered on her, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. "Ms. Hawke, you're not so bad yourself."

Miranda's eyes swept over Elian with a critical eye. She had to admit, up close, this man was the epitome of masculine allure.

His features were strikingly chiseled, with a rugged yet refined look that was captivating. The lines of his face were sharp, yet there was a certain gentleness that didn't detract from his masculinity.

As a medical professional, Miranda had a keen appreciation for anatomy, particularly when it was perfectly proportioned.

The balance of bone structure and muscle was a thing of beauty. So yes, she admired this man's physique.

Elian, sensing Miranda's intense gaze, felt a strange spark.

his physique? The thought

if anything happens with the Hawke family again, I'd prefer if you stayed out of

special concern for her, he had, in the end,

Moreover,

in the middle of a great rant and someone interrupted - helpful or not,

the residual resentment of the old Miranda that now left her with no

put off by Miranda's words, seemed intrigued, a hint of amusement in his eyes that was aroused

misunderstand. I wasn't aiming

off,

now, can I invite you to

turning back to meet Elian's steady

clear eyes reflected her image, and his inviting smile was both enchanting

her, raising

Miranda suggested, her tone

a mischievous glint which was expressly

They couldn't fathom what kind of game