Dasha stared at the blonde woman who elegantly got off the limousine, together with a handsome blond man in his late thirties. She hid her shock when she recognized and saw Princess Éléonore in person.
So, she always comes on the island, Dasha concluded.
The lights in the front yard certainly enhanced her beauty that Dasha wanted to throw tantrums like a child for being so envious. The younger woman’s figure was perfect to a T. It hurt Dasha’s eyes. Nonetheless, she tried to be stoic while standing at the main entrance of her home with Desmond. She ignored her husband’s glance at her, as though he was gauging her reaction to this meeting of hers with the princess.
He’s deliberately doing this! I’m sure of it! She seethed deep inside, heart beating so fast.
Dasha’s eyes scanned the prin
