After Carla and Mathias left the ball, the room was buzzing with gossip about them.
Kinley, the once-reigning campus belle, was completely forgotten.
"Mathias is ridiculously hot! I'd marry him in a heartbeat!"
"Dream on! That's Mathias we're talking about—a ruthless Black Eagle boss. Marrying him? You might as well dig your own grave!"
"Carla was stunning tonight. She absolutely owned the room—I almost didn't recognize her."
"Am I the only one who thinks they kind of look perfect together?"
A shy voice piped up, barely audible, instantly sparking a wave of agreement.
"Oh my god, I've been thinking the same thing!"
"I know they're siblings, but they're seriously a match made in heaven."
Kinley's eyes darkened with venom as she listened, her jealousy twisting into pure rage.
'Carl
