The Emperor’s Beloved Sweetheart

She had endured her boyfriend’s betrayal. But when the man who had humiliated her swaggered right up to her and demanded compensation, she snapped! So what if she’d smashed an ashtray into his face and left a mark? Did he really have to keep hounding her about it? “You scarred me. You owe me,” he said, the corner of his mouth lifting.

“Get lost!” she snapped.

“Fine. Let’s get lost, then.”