Under the shade of a palm tree, two men materialized—sunglasses hiding their eyes, chests bare, feet buried in sand.
No one noticed the tension between them. The leader nudged his sunglasses up, smirking. *He thought, Who would've guessed they had this kind of history?*
A woman who should've been his brother's girl, now claimed by the eldest son. If this got out, it'd outshine even his own tabloid scandals.
Ah, the tangled web of high-society drama—so much love, so much betrayal, all ending with Dontaz's heavy sigh.
Oded shot a sideways glance at his agent, still clutching that ridiculous yellow duck floatie around his waist, looking like a kicked puppy. With an elbow jab, he scowled. "Why the long face? This isn't *your* mess."
Dontaz whipped around, eyes lit up like a tabloid headli
