ROMAN'S POV
I sliced through the busy mall cursing under my breath. Cathy had texted me the address and wanted me to come. The drama queen had said over a text that she had a couple more things to check out of her to-do list— aka beauty list.
So she'd left the house before I could get there and was already in the mall. It was all for the plot. Cathy thrived on attention. Fed off social media validation. And hell, she was freaking obsessed with the finer things if life she could lose an eye, maybe both eyes to get what she wanted.
I ditched the staircase and took the fastest way to heaven— the elevator to her private booth in the shopping mall. “My goodness!” A female squealed behind me.
My chest clenched. I didn't want to put up with the drama that came with being Roman. It was alr
