Opening Bids

Avery

I stood perfectly still, the champagne flute clutched in my hand like a lifeline. Declan's face remained frustratingly neutral as he regarded Vivian—not excited, not cold, just unreadable.

"How long are you in New York?" Desmond asked Vivian, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

"Indefinitely," she replied. "I've leased office space for Blackwood Luxe's American headquarters. We're launching