Chapter 110
Alex sat in the back of the limousine, the leather seat cool against his palm as he tapped his fingers rhythmically. He adjusted his cufflinks for the third time, a nervous habit he hadn’t indulged in since his college days.
Inviting Mia to the unicorn party had seemed like a brilliant idea in the moment-a grand gesture to show her how much she meant to him.
But now, as the reality of the event loomed closer, doubt crept in. The unicorn party wasn’t just any gathering. It was the epitome of opulence, attended by the crème de la crème of society,
Their photographs would be splashed across tabloids, dissected by gossip columns, and scrutinized by every socialite in
town.
His father would see her. The thought sent a shiver down his spine. Not because he was ashamed of Mia-far from it-but because he feared exposing her to the venomous world he hailed from..
A world where smiles were masks and compliments were veiled insults. Mia was pure, untouched by the stain that ran rampant in Willowcrest’s elite circles.
He clenched his fists, recalling the countless times his father had manipulated situations to his advantage, crushing anyone who dared oppose him. Bringing Mia into this world meant placing her in front of a man who viewed emotions as weaknesses and people as pawns.
Yet, despite the looming threats, Alex couldn’t bring himself to regret his decision. Mia had transformed him. Her laughter had become his favorite melody, her insights his guiding light. She makes him want to be a better person.
Things shifted for him, Alex sees and handle things a little differently these days.
With her, he wasn’t the cold, calculated heir to the Blackwell empire; he was just Alex-a man in love.
His phone buzzed, jolting him from his reverie. A message from Mia: “I’m here.”
Peering out, His heart raced as he stepped out of the limousine, the cool evening air brushing against his face.
The door opened, and Mia stepped out.
Time seemed to stop. She looked ethereal, like a vision conjured from a dream. Her dress was beautiful, hugging her figure perfectly, while her hair falls in soft waves down her back. Her eyes met his, sparkling with a mix of excitement and
nervousness.
Alex’s mouth opened slightly, words failing him. He closed it, then opened it again, still speechless.
Mia approached, a shy smile playing on her lips. “You like it?” she asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
He blinked, finally finding his voice. “Like it?” he echoed, astonished she even had to ask.
She nodded, her cheeks flushing.
“I love it, baby. Damn, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, pulling her into his arms.
As he leaned in to kiss her, she squealed, “My makeup!”
He chuckled, placing a gentle peck on her lips. “Come on, let’s go,” he said, guiding her towards the awaiting limousine.
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Chapter 110
The limousine’s interior screams luxury. Mia’s eyes sparkled as she took it all in, her fingers lightly tracing the stitching on
the seat beside her.
“This is the first time I’ve been in a limousine,” she said, her voice tinged with awe. Her gaze darted around, absorbing every detail like a child presented with a new, shiny toy.
Alex watched her, a soft smile playing on his lips. In that moment, he felt an overwhelming desire to give her the world.
“I can get you one every weekend to ride around town,” he offered, his tone light but sincere.
Mia’s eyes widened, and she quickly shook her head. “What? No, no, it’s okay… this is enough,” she said, her cheeks flushing.
Alex reached out, gently taking her hand in his. He rubbed his thumb over her knuckles, his touch tender. “You’re an angel. What did I do to deserve you?”
Mia tilted her head, a playful smile on her lips. “Probably saved a bunch of children and old people in your past life,” she teased,
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