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~Valerie's POV~
My first thought was to run, but doing so would mean attracting the wrong attention and practically screaming suspicion.
"Hey, black-haired girl."
Seriously?
For a second, I wanted to ignore him again, given the way he addressed me, but instead, my feet pivoted, and I put on my best smile as I lifted my head to look at him.
"Can I help you?"
"Yes."
"No," I said rather sharply, which took him by surprise, briefly.
He recovered quickly, cleared his throat, and smiled. "Why, might I ask?"
"You do not address a lady that way, Mister."
"I apologize." He ended the call on his phone and shoved it into his pocket.
Now he was giving me all his attention. I couldn't help envisioning his face while he spoke those words, "We'll be ready. I'll have support."
Support. That word echoed through me like a warning bell.
If he were rallying followers, if this turned into an uprising, it could mean chaos. And if I didn't follow through with my mission, it could mean failure.
"Accepted."
"Good. Then care to tell me why you were busy eavesdropping on my conversation?"
My heart skipped a beat, but I kept my expression neutral.
"Only I wasn't eavesdropping. I just needed fresh air after a little argument with my boyfriend."
"Then that will be by the balcony and not outside someone's door."
"Thank you. For a moment, I was lost, unsure of where to go while trying to calm myself."
I gave him a pure smile. Just as I pivoted halfway, his voice stopped me again.
"Seeing you in the VVIP section, I must wonder, who are you with?"
The look he gave me made me realize he thought my story didn't add up and I was lying.
Or that I could not afford dining in Havana in the first place, let alone in the VVIP section.
I resisted the urge to scoff but failed miserably and did it anyway. "Excuse me?"
"Yes, judging by your look and…."
"You're a douchebag."
Rather than be offended, Dominic smirked. "Okay, I may be, but kindly answer."
"I will, right after you answer mine, by telling me who you are meeting with in your suite." My response took him aback, and I decided to continue with this course.
"Who knows," I said, taking a step forward, "it might be a lady. I wonder what your fiancée would say, though, when she realizes you are cheating."
Something crossed his features, surprise maybe, but he schooled his expression immaculately well.
"No. Just a business partner, Mr. Ross. Pearson Ross."
That easily? Tsk.
Knowing how he hated royals, I knew mentioning Dristan's name would spark something in him or create more suspicion.
"I told you mine. So now, answer."
"I never promised anything," I said and took a step back.

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