Fractured Vows, Royal Redemption

Synopsis

The day I went to Gideon Cross's apartment to retrieve my design folios, the rain was pouring hard.I didn't even have time to close my umbrella. I keyed in the code and stepped inside — only to spot a pair of pink stilettos by the entryway.Chanel's latest season. Not my size.Before I could process it, the master bedroom door clicked open.Gideon stood there wearing nothingbut a towel, his hair wet, droplets sliding down his toned abs. When he saw me, one eyebrow lifted. Instead of looking caught off guard, he leaned against the doorframe with a sneer."Seraphina. Do you ever give up?""We've been broken up for half a month, and you're already this desperate for an excuse to see me?"Behind him, a pale, slender arm curled around his waist like a vine. Then a girl peeked out — wearing my silk chemise.My chemise. The tags were still on it. I'd bought it to celebrate us winning the design competition together.Now it hung loose on her, yet carried a certain careless allure.The girl blinked her wide, innocent eyes and said in a voice soft as syrup: "Gideon darling — is this that obsessive ex-girlfriend you told me about?"