Ellie's Point Of View
He was here. King Killian Riordan.
My stomach dipped as my eyes fell on Killian, sitting inside the car with his head bent over his phone, with a tightness in his facial features like he was reading bad news.
I hadn't known he'd be here. When he told me his chauffeur would pick me up I had expected to meet him at the fundraiser instead.
Killian was wearing a sleek black tux, and to the heavens, he looked so perfect in it. His brandy-colored hair was styled no less by the hands of an expert. I didn't know how possible it was for a man to look more handsome than the last time I'd seen him.
My throat dried up instantly.
“Is something wrong, Ma'am?” At the driver's voice, Killian's eyes flicked up and his attention shifted to me.
I first felt the fire that burned i
