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deliers bathed the room in golden light, casting diamonds across champagn

ng like a drum in my ears. The silk gown clung to my body like second skin-dee

. That's what they

fficially. But here i wa

black suit sharp as his jawline. Women watched him like he was carved from

g else di

. Calculating. Admiring. The crowd parted as he walked

ched me, offering his arm. "You wear re

is arm. "You ch

dn't think you'd

and venom-laced. "And I didn't think you'd lie to

my ear. "A lie only matters if you

era f

ard the crowd. Cameras. Reporters. Champagne glas

ed hands for show. "To th

ted. My sto

g the shell of my ear. "Smile, kitten. Or I

d, teet

nutes

ations-socialites, CEOs, old-money families who h

older woman with too many diamo

g down my hand. Blood-red ruby, surrounded by black

Damien said smoothly, gaze on my

ed his a

gh clenched teeth, "how many

"Only one," he said under his breat

d our first slow dance. My hand in his. His palm at t

've trapped me

lush against him. "No, kitten. I

th chandeliers and champagne, I coul

iss