Raya's jaw dropped as she scrolled through the rapid-fire headlines Chloe had forwarded, her eyes widening with every exclamation mark.
"Oh my god," she muttered, staring at the screen. "Killian, look at this."
She turned the phone toward him, the bright screen displaying a collage of grainy, high-res paparazzi shots.
Killian Blackwood and Raya along with Marcus his PA and his date seen dancing at Seaport Club. Who is Raya?
MR. BLACKWOOD WITH HIS FIANCÉ CLUBBING
MR. BLACKWOOD AND RAYA MAKING OUT IN FRONT OF THE CLUB
"Fiancé?" Raya squeaked, half-laughing and half-terrified. "They are literally making things up out of thin air. We danced once and suddenly I have a ring on my finger?"
But as she scrolled down to the last link Chloe had pinned with a string of aggressive question-mark
