Her Act
Darryl's expression dimmed even more when he realized it was really Xhemin. He had been eyeing this new girl from afar and hoped that it wasn't her, but he was wrong.
It was her.
In that gorgeous nude top of hers and tight pants, she was smiling at another man.
Not just smiling actually.
She was drinking—Drinking with Leonardo Auclair.
Of all people, why him?
Did her friends forget to tell her how one heck of a womanizer was Leonardo Auclair? And why was she alone in here? Where was that Diamond Prince who said she was well protected in their side?
Darryl inspected the whole room, looking for any signs of the Diamond prince and the youngest Montreal sire, yet he can't find any of them, not even their shadows were here at the party. From the crowd he tore his beastly eyes back to Xhemin who was still biting her lips before him, her cheeks already glowed pink, a sign that she had drank enough liquor.