A Spark of Jealousy

VALENTINA

We had been going round for a few minutes. The place had only dignitaries in it. Everyone I saw had this elegance to them. They looked expensive and classy but I was looking nothing short of that too.

I fitted in just well with the designers I was wearing and with Viktor holding my waist. I was a little bit nervous and awkward. What would people say about him holding my waist? It betraye