DEVON
I relished that shocked look on her pretty face. Elena Bell was considered a cunning fox in the skin of a beautiful seductress. But clearly, she had never crossed paths with someone like Devon Sanders.
I was distracted by the vibrations against my thigh. My phone was ringing continuously, but I ignored it. I didn't want to ruin this moment when I would see Elena's defeat.
Whoever was on the phone, could wait.
The volcanoes have always fascinated me since childhood. I had travelled the lengths and breadths of the world, but for some reason, I never got a chance to see these volcanoes that my childhood imagination compared to the earth's outlet of her anger.
But today when I look at the woman fuming in front of me, smoke coming out of her ears, I could imagine what I would feel when I would see a volcano in reality.
I was ready to counter her every move. But seemed like she had something else on her mind.
She turned to face the workers, her eyes blazing with passion.
