38|The Temptress

1890 Words

[Violet] “Good morning, Miss Maxwell,” the security guard who opened the car door for me greeted me. I was stunned briefly. Oh. The man didn't know I was married. “Good morning,” I replied. With Zofia and Jared addressing me as Mrs. Walters, I had forgotten that I was still Violet Maxwell in the eyes of many. That would all change shortly. I had to be patient until the day of the official announcement. If Dylan had dropped me off, I could have shown him off to everyone. But that wasn't an elegant way that they would remember forever. There was another way that was more fun and banished Vaughn forever from my life. “Good morning, Violet,” my secretary greeted me as I strolled toward my office. “Good morning, Halle.” I placed a paper bag on her desk. “Souvenirs for you.” “Thank you,”

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