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rumpled warning letter from the bank in my hands. My stomach churned as I read it again. Another o

ipping champagne and pretending to understand art. Soft jazz hummed in the background, and the golden lights bathed the ro

tely delightful," a middle-aged man in a tai

I said with as much war

eady walking away, which I know it simply

oftly as I moved toward the next cluster of gue

nergy in the r

s turned and immediately I followed their gazes

he w

Blackw

in like he owned the place-hell, like he owned me. His dark suit fit him perfectly, and his sharp features screamed t

y for me to hear his smooth voice cut throu

yes locked onto mine, and for a m

ing on a professional smile. "I

at his lips. "But I heard this gallery was

t admiration; it was calculation. Like he was already deci

oy the exhibit," I sa

mirk deepening. "I don't usuall

eat rushing to my face. Did he

is so i

back, my tone shar

rised you both

leaned in slightly, lowering his voice. "I

and give him a befitting whipping but Instead, I folded my arms and gave h

riating. "I admire your spirit, Ms. Hart. Mos

having a slight frown glamorized o

d on me for a beat too long before

alked away, leaving me s

ted not to as that would ruin my reputation and mos

h I had bet

empty promises-all of it felt hollow. But for some reasons, I couldn't stop thinking about Damon

any of that, honestly. Beca

getting some of the elites to pay for my artwork shattered bit by bit and by the time the last guest left, the gall

uth as the gallery lights dimmed, the moment I walked through the space, straightening chairs and ga

n do this." his voice said but the honest tr

do it? Or if Damon was right? Or perhaps was

n, the sound of heavy footsteps snapped me out of my thoughts. Which made my he

e turn back to have a look, only for me to see Damon standing in the do

demanded, my voice sharper than I

t of his presence filled the room. "I tho

ut it?" I

his gaze steady. "You need help.

ne-something rather unsettling. "What do you want, Damon?" I in

g with anticipation and wariness, as Damon's

nge everything," he said, his voice low and meas

y, his eyes lingering on the

r you soon," he con

leaving me standing there, feeling l

d change everything"? And why did I get t

ry, I couldn't shake off the feeling that