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, right? That's

conceded,

laughter. The way Elian acted so needy around her, yet maintained his "Icy Demon" persona

only made it impossible for her to dislike

deep voice resuming. "No matter what they've told you, all decisions are yours to make. Like I said

effect like a gentle breeze over stormy seas, gradually soothing the waves

his usual self. Miranda glanced at Elian's profile

energy ready to unleash its force. But now, he was

a previous conversation when

her to think it through, She smiled, her eyes glinting with emotions she hadn't felt before. "Of course, I've always

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

washers alone, and every choice she made should

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