The Real Heiress Strikes Back (Ashley and Dimitri) novel Chapter 10

The gala was in full swing, lights flashing, glasses clinking, and the buzz of excited conversations filling the air.

Demitri stood at the edge of the crowd, scanning the room, his eyes sharp, looking for one person. Ashley.

He hadn’t seen her since their last… encounter. But one thing was clear: he needed to talk to her.

As his eyes swept over the sea of guests, his heart skipped a beat. There she was. Standing by the entrance, effortlessly commanding attention in a black dress that clung to her frame. Demitri’s pulse quickened. He had to go to her, clear things up before this spiraled further.

He started walking toward her, his steps quickening, but just as he was about to approach, he felt a hand on his arm.

“Demitri…”

He turned, already knowing who it was. Elena.

“Elena,” he said, his voice cool, but the tension between them was thick. “Not now. I’m busy.”

But Elena wasn’t backing down. “No, now,” she said, her voice sharp with urgency. “I’ve been trying to get your attention for days. You’ve been avoiding me.” She narrowed her eyes. “You’re not going to get away from this conversation. Not until you listen.”

Demitri’s jaw tightened. He couldn’t afford to waste time with her—not now, not here. Not with Ashley so close.

“Elena, this is not the time for this. You need to let me go,” Demitri said, trying to brush her off. But Elena’s grip tightened, and she moved in front of him, blocking his path.

“I know who Ashley really is,” she said, her words slow and deliberate. “And if you don’t give me some time, I’ll make sure the world knows it too.”

Demitri froze. What? How the hell does she know that?

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