ELENA
Ruined by Daddy's Best Friend 🔥🍑🍆
The door to the dining room clicked shut, and the quiet of the penthouse stretched between us like a held breath.
My father was still on the phone with Tokyo. I could hear the low murmur of his voice.
That left me alone with Julian Vance.
He stopped three feet away. Close enough that I could smell the faint trace of his cologne and the whisky he had barely touched.
“You need to stop,” he said.
I turned.
“Stop what?”
“Looking at me like that.”
My pulse kicked hard against my throat.
“Like what?”
He didn’t answer right away. His eyes moved over my face the way they never used to, like he was cataloguing every detail and hating himself for it.
The black dress I had chosen sat low on my shoulders. I had worn it on purpose.
I wanted him to n
