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 made him swallow reflexively,

with the Hawke family

special concern for her, he had, in the end, been helpful. So

wasn't fond of owing people favors. Moreover, she didn't

a great rant and someone interrupted - helpful or not, it was annoying. The old Miranda had

it was the residual resentment of the old Miranda that now left her with no patience for that

off by Miranda's words, seemed intrigued, a hint of amusement in

Hawke, I think you misunderstand. I wasn't aiming to

off, ready

as acquaintances who've crossed paths twice now, can I invite you to dinner, Ms. Hawke?" Elian

paused, turning back to meet

eyes reflected her image, and his inviting smile was both enchanting and dangerous. She chuckled and said abruptly, "Fancy

at her, raising

dinner?" Miranda suggested,

a mischievous glint which was expressly alluring.

the manager exchanged surprised glances. They couldn't fathom