Page 44 of Sweet Nightmare

This isn’t just a normal weekly brunch.

This is an ambush.

A meticulously planned, highly coordinated, emotionally manipulative ambush.

I should’ve known.

The mimosas.

The pastelillos.

The puppy eyes.

The odd questions.

It had all been a damn trap.

I let out a defeated sigh.

I knew I should’ve stayed home with the damn fish.

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Our Ice Princess Has Taken Flight!

Spotted!

Artemis was seen earlier today boarding the Volpe’s family’s private aircraft alongside her ever-faithful bodyguard, Mika, sending fans into a frenzy over where the iconic heiress could be headed next.

Dressed in an all-white airport look, oversized black shades, and her signature don’t-talk-to-me or I’ll bite expression, Artemis looked effortlessly glamorous as always.

Work? Training? Pleasure?

Nobody knows.

But one thing is certain: Wherever the Ice Princess goes... we are sure to follow.

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Ice Princess in Denial

“I’m not mean. You’re just not worth the effort of being nice to.” — A

Allegra once read an article claiming that children of famous parents became spoiled because they traveled on private jets and were raised believing they were better than everyone else.

I thought the article was ridiculous.

The fact that Allegra wasted her time reading it was even more absurd.

My sister has always carried unnecessary guilt for being born with a silver spoon in her mouth.

I don’t.

Yes, I was born into wealth.

Yes, doors opened for me before I was old enough to knock on them myself.