"Caroline has always been an uptight daddy's girl," Killian scoffed, a look of pure disgust crossing his features. "Rich family, thinks she's entitled to the world. I wouldn't touch her if someone paid me—I can't stand that whiny b***h. Roxie, on the other hand, is the daughter of Stan Cromwell, the man whose entire campaign you're currently leading. She’s actually a decent girl, she just associates with the wrong crowd."
He paused, a slow, wicked grin spreading across his face as his dark eyes locked onto hers. "Caroline probably already called the tabloids and fed them a wild story about our little bedroom antics," he said, his tone turning playfully arrogant. "And frankly? I don't give a damn. Let the whole world know my girl takes care of me properly."
"Killian!" Raya gasped, her fac
