Layla's POV
I adjusted my designer gown, feeling like a princess for the night. Alex had sent me to represent him at the charity gala, as he had other important matters to attend to.
What was he thinking? I thought. Sending me to a place like this on my own! I am his wife, after all.
I smiled as I remembered his words to me before I entered the car. "You are brave and smart, and I love you." He said, and he gave me a gentle kiss.
I sipped my champagne as I mingled with the guests. I noticed a man staring at me from across the room. He was handsome, but his eyes seemed intense. I shrugged it off, focusing on the evening's purpose.
I was undoubtedly the best dressed. Alex has an exceptional taste. He had adorned me in the finest attire, a stunning black flow gown, that cost a lot of mo
