Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 52

Though Miranda's gaze lacked any trace of desire as she contemplated his body, it still managed to set Elian ablaze.

He was a man, after all, a man in his prime, so he knew exactly what kind of heat was coursing through him.

And he could tell, without a doubt, that Miranda's look held a certain satisfaction with what she saw. It wasn't the first time, either. That unabashed, appraising stare she reserved just for him... he found himself oddly enjoying it.

Unlike other women whose stares made his skin crawl, Miranda was the only one who looked at him so openly, so boldly.

Elian's voice was like a siren's call, teasing Miranda right down to her very bones. Her eyes roamed even more openly over him; if looks could satisfy one's desire, hers would be reaching to the climax. "You..." her gaze deliberately lingered on his belt buckle.

raised an eyebrow, waiting

with a hint of

dangerously as he enunciated her name. "Miranda." To Miranda, Elian seemed like a puppy she had just playfully

the pair from where he was mingling with the crowd. Seeing them engrossed

"Looks like you've finally met your match, Mr. Everhart. But someone might beat

calm, faint smile, "The game's just started. It's too soon to tell where the

companion by surprise.

everyone knew of him, much like they knew of Elian, whom they barely saw

whose families took roots in Virell with their historical background. They were the true blue bloods, their families intertwined with politics or the

Handsome and wealthy, he had no shortage of women eager to get closer to him. Yet,

to converse with, though those who knew him well understood the