hift, and panic gnawed at her stomach. This was her third job, and by far the most rewarding. The Prague Restaurant wasn't just any establishment-it was the

ward the passing area, her shoes squeaking slightly on the polished floor. Sunny must have

time in class today!" Nina panted, repeating

up with a mix of anticipation and excitement. "No worr

nthusiasm. "Ah? Why's that? Is the

No! Something way better than a bonus. I heard the

n her, a sense of familiarity that gnawed at the edges of her mind. *Gray... Where have I he

ucien Gray! Haven't you heard? He's ridiculously handsome an

t's got to be an exaggeration! Besides, what's it got to do with

face and your tiny waist, and BAM! He falls madly in love with you, sweeps you off your feet, and next thing you know, you're married to th

g her eyes and laughing. "You bad influence!

s, playfully shoving each other as

let's go!" the manager c

being good, the job was exhausting. The restaurant's clientele consisted of powerful, demanding people, and

for a brief moment. Sitting at the table was none other than

he had been a barely-known actress, but after starring in a romantic movie, she'd shot to fame overni

r delicate neck exposed, and her bold makeup accentuated her striking features. She w

Nina said politely, placing the

e but distant. There was no warmth in her t

t any phone-it was a Vertu, one of the most exclusive luxury phones in the world, encrusted with d

ide her. Sulia was a rising star, sure, but even with her newfound fame, a phone like th

from the table with the same professional smile, but the brief encounter lingered in her thou