"Your itinerary's been sent to Dontaz. And don't you dare cause trouble this time."
Avalie's voice turned frosty, her earlier anger vanishing like mist. Oded barely hid his boredom—he knew her too well. To her, the show always came first. Love? Barely registered.
"Not another damn vacation exile. Got anything original?"
Her face stiffened, eyes lowering as she drew out her words. "Guess correctly. Company booked Hawaii tickets. But this time... it's different."
Oded's dark eyes locked onto her makeup-free face—radiant and effortlessly elegant. "Oh? What's the play? Some bikini-clad fan waiting there?"
His smirk made Avalie's skin crawl. This reckless streak? Her fault. It'd festered since her promotion. As his former manager, guilt ate at her. "My mistake," she muttered, chin dipping—
