CHAPTER FIVE
Kaya’s heart sunk when Seven pulled up to his parents’ 30,000-ft mansion in River Oaks Saturday night. “What the hell?”
Luxury cars filled the driveway and covered the street.
Kaya touched her forehead, breaking into a nervous sweat. “Seven, what is this?”
“It’s a dinner party.” He smiled, sitting back in the driver’s seat of his Bentley, looking breathtaking in his teal Valentino shirt.
“A dinner party?” Kaya shrieked. “You said it was a dinner. You didn’t say a dinner party.”
“What’s the problem?” He yanked the keys out the ignition. “Just a few of my parents’ friends over and some of my friends. No big deal.”
“I’m not prepared for this.” She touched the leather interior. “I didn’t intend on meeting a ton of people.”
“It’s no problem.” He smiled with a nonchalant fla
