Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

The phrase "smooth talker" was supposed to be an insult, yet somehow, when Elian said it, each word seemed laced with a touch of affection.

Miranda never imagined she'd be called that. Was that really a fitting description for her? She thought she'd be the last person to earn such a label.

But with Elian, logic rarely applied, and honestly, she couldn't be bothered to argue. She had learned to just roll with his antics.

"They must have told you quite a bit, including who they are and what they want?" Elian suddenly began.

Miranda nodded. "Yeah."

Elian frowned. "Yeah? Come on, can't you use more than one word when you talk to me?"

He couldn't stand it when Miranda gave him the cold shoulder or acted aloof. And he was the kind of guy who wore his heart on his sleeve, especially around her. Whenever he had something to say, he'd just come right out with it.

Miranda recalled a term she'd stumbled upon online, used to describe people who were sharp and often expressed their needs clearly - a high need baby. She couldn't help but think how well it suited Elian.

"Well, how about 'yeah,

but conceded,

her laughter. The way Elian acted so needy around her, yet maintained his "Icy Demon" persona with others, amused her to no

made it impossible for her to

"No matter what they've told you, all decisions are yours to make. Like I said before, your freedom of choice is paramount. Don't let anyone sway

words were steady and powerful, carrying a calming effect like a gentle breeze over stormy seas,

from his usual self. Miranda glanced at Elian's profile beside

force. But now, he was eerily calm, as if that destructive energy had been

previous

her eyes glinting

message. Her decisions should never be influenced by others. She wasn't

hers washers alone, and every

"invitation" and today's events. That's why he'd subtly warned her,