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“He’s very good at hiding it,” Elena muttered.Across the room, Ryan was still half-listening to a woman named Naomi Delacour, the heiress of a luxury jewelry line drone on about gemstones when his eyes flicked toward Elena again. His jaw tightened slightly. The fabric of her gown shimmered with eve
The Carter Foundation Charity Gala was the kind of event that oozed sophistication, a glittering affair held in the grand ballroom of the Montclair Hotel, where crystal chandeliers dripped from the ceiling like frozen waterfalls and the air hummed with the clinking of champagne flutes and murmured c
“Wear the dress and show me,” he whispered into her ear with his chest pressed against her back. “Show me, butterfly, let me see how you look in it.”“For God's sake, please stop, there are people everywhere.”Ryan was too adamant to hear her. He simply moved the hair from her back and started to pl
Elena sighed. ELENA: I’ll start without you.She wandered into the first boutique, fingers trailing over silk and chiffon. A saleswoman approached, eyes lighting up in recognition.“Miss Carter! We just got a new collection in. Let me show you.”Elena followed her to a private section, where a few
The morning sunlight slipped through the gauzy white curtains of Elena’s bedroom, painting warm golden patterns on the marble floor. The weekend had arrived, and for the first time in what felt like forever, she was spending it entirely with her father.Elena padded barefoot into the kitchen. The sm
Damien swallowed. "It was an oversight. We thought…""An oversight?" Ryan’s voice dropped to a whisper. "You don’t get paid to think. You get paid to know."Damien’s face drained of color. “We’re fixing the blind zones.”“Too late. She was almost assaulted because of your oversight.”"Sir, please un