Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 387

Miranda stared at the message Elian had sent her, pausing for just a second.

She replied, [Sure thing.]

Elian shot back, [So, do I get a title now?]

Miranda's fingers hovered over the keyboard for a moment.

She typed, [Nope.]

Elian sent a picture of a drenched puppy emoji.

Miranda chuckled and decided it was time to check the black market for how her pharmaceuticals were doing.

A few moments later, Elian sent a photo.

Miranda opened it.

Whoa! It was a mirror selfie.

He had pulled up his shirt to reveal a set of chiseled abs, his pants dangerously low, teasing the V-lines.

The whole image was dripping with intensity and raw masculinity.

Her adrenaline spiked instantly!

The perfection of his physique, the ideal muscle tone, it was a work of art.

A little risqué, perhaps?

Miranda replied with a simple, [?]

As soon as she sent it, Elian retracted the photo.

Elian said, [Oops, sent that by mistake.]

Miranda responded, [?]

Elian added, [Just got out of the shower.]

had a feeling Elian was trying to flirt

And she wasn't complaining.

stuff. But Elian's body? That

admitted

if he were to drop dead, he'd be

about

sending the message, she turned her attention back to the black

products sold out almost instantly every time they went

definitely stalking her listings, snatching them

probably had some sort of bot set

But she didn't care.

them. Who bought them wasn't

were encrypted and

out, the

directly to an international bank account before making

brought

went through the black market's secure shipping process to

then pick

and international transfers

have to handle

gistics

she simply placed the

in a predetermined spot,

would be transported.

of black market logistics:

just

seamless delivery, even acroset

borders and into conflict

nes.

military gear-they

logistics were paying off

smoothly. Content be/operate so

finished checking her

more pictures from different

Impressive. But oh-so-forbidden.