All Chapters of His Forbidden Mistress: Chapter 91

VANESSA'S POVThe elevator doors slid shut behind me, and the moment they did, I let the mask drop.My shoulders caved first. Then the careful set of my jaw, the practiced coolness behind my eyes, all of it crumbled the second the mirrored walls closed me in. I stared at my own reflection and barely recognized the woman looking back. My lips are still perfect. My lashes still curled. The red dress is still doing exactly what red dresses were designed to do.But underneath all of it?It's a Wreckage.I pressed two fingers against my temple and closed my eyes. The lobby numbers ticked down above the doors. Thirty-two. Thirty-one. Thirty.She's going to be a problem.That thought had started as a whisper the moment Daniel's little houseguest was in the room. I had expected someone temporary. Someone who was just for the time being, the kind of woman men like Daniel kept around when he felt stuck. I had not expected the quiet steadiness in her eyes. The way she hadn't flinched. She hadn't