Elianna had a fleeting, almost insane thought.
She imagined herself making this man fall in love with her, becoming utterly captivated by her—subservient, enchanted, and obsessed with her to the point of no return. And then, she would make him experience the sting of betrayal that love so often brings.
But it was just a passing fancy,
one that she quickly dismissed with a chuckle.
Why waste time on a man she despised so deeply? Why indulge in such shallow desires?
But...
She had reached a verbal agreement with Joseph and she did not want to go back on her word.
Elianna looked at Tristian. "Tristian, don't worry. I know what I'm doing. I'm not the same Myla I was five years ago."
Tristian, upon hearing this, furrowed his brows and said, "Elianna, I'm afraid you'll only get hurt aga
