LOGINThe fifth lot began. Edward moved to speak to someone at the side of the room. I watched the auctioneer. She crossed the room toward him. He turned when she spoke. She laughed. It had worked before, that laugh. I scanned the sixth lot. Mixed media, authenticated 2019, provenance verified. Her h
Alicia's POV Volkov was already at the door when we came in. His eyes went to my dress and came back up. Lazily. He turned to Edward, and they shook hands. It ran a half-second longer than it needed. "You both came," he said. "You invited us," Edward said. "I invite many people. They don't alwa
Edward's POV He still thinks he came here for the meeting. The room absorbed it. Nobody spoke. Alicia studied the table. Volkov’s attention stayed on her, patient, certain of the space he occupied. I picked up my water glass. Drank. Set it down. He leaned forward. "What I bring isn't only cap
"Two weeks," he said. "Who handled it?" "Me." He looked at me steadily. "You built a structure to reduce dependence on any single person. And the first time it was tested." "I was there and it needed handling." "You're always there." His eyes moved to Edward and back. "That’s what I’m trying to
Alicia's POV The building was ten minutes from the hotel. We didn’t speak in the car. I ran through the framework. Ownership structure. Rotterdam timeline. Enforcement protocols. Edward sat to my left, close enough that our shoulders nearly touched, and not a word passed between us the entire driv
Dubai watched me. Martens did the same. The third one tilted his head, like he had heard something he could not place. "Are you her lawyer?" Dubai asked. "No." "Then why do you know about the paperwork?" "I just." I breathed. "I am familiar with the situation." "Familiar," the third one repeate
"Nothing," I said. Lucy's smile widened a fraction. "Just navigating changes." Daniel watched us both for a long moment. Then his phone lit up. Just a flash of light on the table beside his plate. He glanced at it. Brief. Went back to his food. The conversation moved on. Vivienne asking about
Hearing it out loud, in this room, under Vivienne’s hawk-like stare, with Lucy watching knowingly across from me and Grandma Eleanor puzzling over us, the words felt heavier than I’d anticipated. Real in a way it hadn't been when it was just papers in Philip's office. "It's mutual." The words came
The words settled between us. Substantial. He'd crossed an ocean. For me. "Tell me about the campaign." His voice shifted. Lighter. "What you've built." I hesitated. Then started talking. Slowly at first. Testing how much he actually wanted to know. Government-backed initiative. Cultural tou
The escalator reached the bottom and my foot caught the edge. Daniel's hand was there before I stumbled. Fingers around my elbow. Anchoring me as I stepped off onto solid ground. I was still staring at him. Couldn't stop. Like if I looked away for even a second he'd dissolve into whoever I'd ima







