Ryan’s POVLisa fussed about being behind schedule the second I arrived at the photography studio and shoved me towards a changing room. I changed into a perfectly tailored black velvet tuxedo with satin lapels. Stylists buzzed about me in a frenzy, slicking my hair back and brushing powder on my face. The urgency rivaled that of stylists in the middle of fashion week.“You look absolutely dashing!” Lisa said, fawning over me as I was ushered onto a set.The minimalistic walls contrasted heavily with velvet drapes and a gold-leafed chair that looked more like a throne.“All that’s missing is the crown,” I said wryly as the photo stylist guided me into the seat.My jaw dropped when an assistant brought over a box and the stylist lifted a golden crown set with rubies to place on my head. It was heavy, pure gold—fit for a king.I slipped on the matching gold wedding band, twisting it uncomfortably on my ring finger.If things didn’t pan out, this could all be real.Lisa clapped. “Splendi
Ryan’s POVVivian gracefully lifted a hand from the nook she chose in the far corner of the hotel lobby. I joined her, settling into the luxurious upholstery of the armchair.“I was surprised you wanted to meet here,” she said, curiosity sparking in her gaze. “You’ve never had a problem dropping by my office on a whim.”I discreetly surveyed the array of guests and businessmen seated amongst the strategically placed furniture. Warm lighting, bright ferns and lush carpeting separated us from the other occupants.Even if my father’s spies had eyes on us, they wouldn’t be able to hear.“I’m sorry for dragging you away from the office,” I said, returning my attention to her. “I have to be in the area for an engagement photoshoot.”Her lips twitched in surprise, but she effortlessly transitioned into a teasing grin.“Well, the heirs of a jewelry empire and a mining conglomerate are soon to be wed—that’ll make front page news.” Where Celeste would undoubtedly see it. I rested my elbows on
Celeste’s POVI worked as quickly as I could, trying to finish the next order so I could sneak out before everyone got back from lunch. Officer Raymond wanted to meet, and I could really use the distraction.I was tidying up the workbench when Ryan came back early.“I thought you might be hungry.” He said, holding out a takeout bag.“No, thanks,” I said, slipping my laptop into my bag. “I’m meeting someone for a bite.”I zipped the bag and looked up to see a storm settle on his face.“Why are you staring at me like that? Fine, I’ll eat the shawarma for dinner,” I said, grabbing the takeout bag from his hand. “Happy now?”Ryan’s voice sounded strained. “Who are you having lunch with?”I paused, frowning up at him. “It isn’t really any of your business, now is it? I’ve finished the tie clip Celine ordered for her husband. Please polish and package it.” “Of course, boss.” He said, stuffing his hands into his pockets angrily. “But I’m going to have to leave straight after. I’m meeting s
Celeste’s POVRyan wore a barely suppressed scowl as he scribbled in his notebook through the entire morning meeting. I acted nonchalant, my gaze sliding over him as if he weren’t there.But ignoring and pretending could only last so long.After the meeting, Grace walked with us to the design room.“Rachel is swamped with crafting samples from your designs for the new line, so you’ll have to share with Ryan until your new workbench and design table arrive.” She said frigidly.I opened my mouth to protest, but she walked away without giving me a chance to respond. Sharing a workspace with Ryan was the last thing I wanted to do after we left things with screaming and banging doors yesterday.“You take the workbench—I’ll go over the designs for the new line.” I said, pulling out the chair to his design table.“We’ve got a backlog of orders to get through, but sure, the clients can wait longer because you’re not over the fact that I tried to do something nice for you.”I glared up at him
Vanessa’s POV“Where is Vivian?” the client demanded, his voice booming through his cramped office. His face was flushed, eyes narrowed with contempt. “I’ve given Crown Luxe business for years, and now she’s too busy for me? This is preposterous!”I nodded sympathetically, letting just enough indignation flicker in my eyes to mirror his own.“I raised your concerns with Mrs. Edwards but unfortunately she’s unwilling—” I faltered, coughing lightly as if embarrassed. “I mean, unable—to waive the fee for a new batch of lockets, since you approved the samples.”“We’ve never had a problem with Crown Luxe before,” he snapped, color rising in his face. “So my staff and I didn’t scrutinize every detail the way we should have. We trusted your company’s reputation!” He slammed a fist on his desk, and the lockets rattled, their clasps mismatched and useless. “I can’t sell this junk in my store.”A smile tugged at my lips before I smoothed it away. Slipping into Vivian’s office had been laughabl
Celeste’s POV“What’s the matter, Celeste?” Ryan asked in a husky whisper. “Bit off more than you can chew?”There was no way I would let this flirt win.I shifted my hips, grinding slowly into him. The grunt that escaped his throat was deep and ravenous and addictive.“I’m not so sure about that. You’re the one who sounds like you’re starving for another taste of me.” I moved against him again and earned another deep grunt. “You’re rock hard, Ryan.”The world was a blur as I went from straddling him to being pinned under his muscled mass. He held my hands against the rug over my head and propped himself up on his elbows.“Tease all you want, Celeste, but I bet you’re dripping for me.” “In your dreams,” I breathed.But I didn’t attempt to free myself.Ryan lowered his head into my hair, nose and lips brushing skin as they trailed down my neck, along my collarbone. I squirmed despite myself, unable to suppress the sparks at every touch.“I wouldn’t even have to touch you to know,” he