p tuxedos. Alanna, in a simple but striking black dress, stood wit
He introduced Alanna to a string of business associa
urt in the center of a fawning circle of people. It was Sterling's key investment that had given
roup. "Grant, my friend! L
iden into a hearty embrace. "Aiden! I hear the Phoenix pr
r rippled through the group,
red black tuxedo while the other slowly swirled the amber liquid in his glass. He was Adelard Knowles, sole heir to the Knowles family-an immensely powerful, notoriously secretive dynasty whose reac
first wife of Aiden's father, while Aiden was born to his father's second wife. The
nt him an air of cold authority, but it was his deep blue eyes that made people instinctively look away. Tonight, those eyes were fixed on Alanna. A trace of amused interest
at his side, "that is Alanna B
o looked so out of place amid the sea of false smiles,
hrough the chatter, clear and sharp. "Mr. Sterling, I'm a
d instantly. Every h
rm, hard, hissing under his breath, "
ject's core risks have not been mitigated. To invest more n
any idea who you're talking to? Business is not some
e surrounding guests. The consensus
trying to smooth things over. "She's just und
need anyone to apologize for me. Mr. Sterling, I am warning you that your
bling finger at her. "Aiden, get your woman unde
was thick with tension. Aiden looked trapped be
nna wanted. To cut off hi
her removed, a calm, low voice sliced through the tensio
ady's warning
before him like the Red Sea. He stopped beside Alanna-close enough for his presence to feel like both a
evaporated, replaced by a l
beyond distant familial courtesy. He couldn't understand why the h
room fel
heer power radiating from him was a tangible force, offering a strang
as a lit match toss
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