Ella’s POV
The moment I saw Hans, my body froze on the spot. I mean, he is my ex-boyfriend. The man I thought I loved than everyone in this life. The man who shamelessly and without class betrayed me.
He was right there, standing across the underground hall like some kind of nightmare dragged out of my past. His hair was slicked back, his clothes were sharp, his posture is confident that anything that I have known of him. He seem different, he looked older, and somehow harder, but that face, I knew it everywhere. So when his gaze swept the room, I felt my stomach drop.
I pressed myself against the wall, ducking behind two taller men in dark suits who didn’t even glance at me. My maid disguise suddenly felt paper-thin, flimsy, and laughable. If Hans saw me, he would know. No matter how I
