cast a warm, golden glow over the sea of Manhattan's elite. A massive cha

e room. She wore a plu

. His chin was tilted up in a

Steinway grand piano near the balcony doors. They

surrounding socialites stopped talking

kirt of her red dress to curtsy.

ealthy women

oice. "Is it true? Did your father actually bring that feral sister of yours back from t

. A look of pure disgust

crowd heard him. "I am having my lawyers draft the paperwork to dissolve that

oak double doors of the ballroom

ance died instantly. The silence rippled

ped over th

it ran high up her thigh, revealing the sharp, deadly curve of her leg. She wore no jewelry. Her slate-blue eyes

fully into Sterling's bicep. The triumphant sm

ghtly. He had never seen a woman radi

" a woman whi

squinted. Her eyes went wide

feral country girl was supposed to be a joke.

ked with slow, deliberate steps toward the champagne

dying. She shot a despera

dark red wine from a passing waiter. She

ng his hand to call security. He wanted Aub

g the tower. She d

ly twisted her ankle. She let out a fake gasp and hurled the glass of

ent arc. The surrounding socialites let out gl