POINTE & POSSESSION (DANGEROUS DAMSELS #1) BY V. M. MORGAN – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: V. M. Morgan
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AURORA
Me: If I hear one more freaking conversation about this engagement
party, I will stick rusty nails in my ear holes, istg.
I sent the text off to Charlotte and turned my music up a couple clicks.
Fern was downstairs on a rampage about the caterers suggesting melon
skewers. Apparently, my stepsister was of the opinion that melon skewers
are for poor people. My phone lit up from its spot on my chest and I
propped my book against my thighs to open Charlotte’s response.
Charlotte: Ew. Thanks for that imagery. But also, same. Fern’s driving
me nuts.
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I laughed and texted back.
Me: You’ve never even met her!
Charlotte: I’m annoyed vicariously. She’s annoying you, you won’t stop
complaining about her. Therefore, she’s annoying me, too.
Another outraged screech echoed from downstairs and I winced in
sympathy for the poor party planners.
Me: Shut up. If I didn’t complain about her, I’d kill her and we both know
I’m not cut out for mob life. I’m too pretty.
Charlotte: Stfu. You know you’re gonna make an amazing mob wife
someday. Hell, you’re already good at staying hidden and keeping secrets.
My stepfather’s voice called out to me, echoing up the stairs and I
jumped in surprise, quickly sending a “Gotta go, ttyl” text before making
my way out of my room. The wedding planner passed me in the hall, her
head down and her feet moving quickly enough to start a friction fire. I
rolled my eyes as resignation settled in my chest, heavy like lead. This was
not going to be a fun conversation.
I walked into the sitting room but stayed quiet, knowing better than to
speak before spoken to. My stepsister was still seething over the caterers
daring to suggest something as peasant as melon skewers. Elio was using
his placating voice, trying to calm her in the way one might try to calm a
feral alleycat.
Honestly? Accurate.
I rolled my lips between my teeth and tried not to laugh at my errant
thoughts. Just as Elio looked at me, I relaxed my features into the mask of
the dutiful stepdaughter awaiting his instructions.
“Aurora, Fern needs a new dress for dinner with her cousins this evening.
She’s too busy arranging the engagement party with the planner. You’ll
need to have an entire outfit ready for her by six p.m.” I barely resisted
rolling my eyes at another mention of the fucking party. I looked at my
watch, noting it was only eleven.
“Okay, I can do that. I have rehearsal at one, so I’ll be in the area of some
of the shops. Do you have a color preference?” I asked Fern, tone politely
interested.
“I was thinking chartreuse today, with fuschia heels.” My eyes nearly fell
out of my head at the imagery of those two colors blended into one outfit.
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