The CEO's Enigmatic Bride
athed the room in a warm glow, casting golden light on the polished marble floor and the glittering attendees dressed in designer gown
through the room, balancing trays of champagne and hors d'oeuvres. The guest moved in clusters, thei
ity gala was her last hope to save the gallery, and Adr
very instinct screamed at her to turn around, to leave before someone realized she did
wasn't like the woman who usually attended these events, with their dazzling jewelry and carefully curated poise. H
n his sharp eyes. She looked familiar, though he c
e is quite the surprise," ca
d in a sly smile. She was dressed to perfection, a
evenly, his tone p
your thing anymore," she continued, her e
. "I'm broadeni
tly, setting his glass down an
d rehearsed her pitch a dozen times in the mirror, but now that she was here, every word see
rtin, is
th the man she'd been searching for. Adrian Cole was even more imposing in person than he appeared in the tabloids. His t
flushing as she struggled to re
been standing near the entrance for
g to let his bluntness intimidate her. "
head slightly, curiosity glinting in his ey
told him about her father's gallery, its history, and its importance to the community. She explain
. He didn't interrupt, though his gaze never left h
ence. Adrian took a step back, crossing
"do you think I would be
bout your collection, the pieces you've acquired. You understand
ight have been the ghost of a sm
d I wouldn't be here if I didn't be
er determination-she wasn't groveling or pleading, bu
siness of charity,
ty," she said quickly. "it would be an investment. The gallery has potential, but needs
sed an eye
d. " I mean, the gallery. My father's gallery. It's all
He knew what it takes to fight for a legacy, to carry the wei
bout it," he
caught off gua
lightly. If I'm going to help, I'll need to know more about y
ing. "Anything you need. I'll prov
ingering on her for a moment be
ken the first step, but she knew this was far from over. Adrian Cole was not a man who offer
time in week, Leah