The-Sinful-King-By-Claire-Contreras-PDF

our identification, verified that we were invited, and finally,
let us drive in. Flashbacks of the ball I’d planned here came
rushing back to me as we drove in. Flashbacks of Elias and
my first time together after six years. Flashbacks of his
confession and my mother’s warnings. I held the skirt of my
dress tightly as the door was opened for me and I climbed
out of Etienne’s Land Rover. Tonight, I would lay low, stay
on the other side of the room at all times, and not make eye
contact with him. If Etienne and Joss were right about my
father being in attendance, the last thing I wanted to do was
give him more cause to run to my mother with poor gossip
about me.