로그인Andre’s POVI was completely losing my mind because the heavy thumping of a live mariachi band had been vibrating straight through our master bedroom floorboards since three in the morning, and this was the fourth night in a row that Marcus Vance had thrown an absurdly lavish party in the penthouse suite directly below ours just to disrupt our peace. Avery was sitting on our living room sofa wrapped in a blanket with a deeply annoyed expression on her face, and I finally couldn't take the ridiculous noise anymore, so I threw on a casual shirt and marched straight out to the private elevator lobby to put an end to this childish real estate harassment.I slammed my hand against the call button, and the doors slid open immediately to reveal Marcus himself already standing inside the car, looking completely smug while wearing a tailored designer suit and holding a half-empty glass of expensive tequila."You need to shut that circus down right now, Marcus, because the building bylaws expli
Avery’s POVI stepped out of the private elevator into the marble lobby of the Serene Oasis Spa because the absolute chaos of Julian’s arrest last night had left my neck completely knotted, and I was desperately looking forward to my regular nine-o'clock lavender oil massage. The front desk was usually staffed by two polite girls who immediately handed me a glass of cucumber water, but today the entire reception area was completely empty except for a large, obnoxious golden sign that read under new management.I frowned and walked past the water fountain toward the private relaxation lounge, and I nearly choked on my coffee when I saw Marcus Vance sitting on the central velvet sofa while wearing a ridiculous, bright gold silk bathrobe with his family crest stitched onto the front pocket."What on earth are you doing here, Marcus, and why are the receptionists missing from their desks on a busy Tuesday morning?" I demanded, stopping righ
Alexa’s POV I rushed down the back stairwell of the penthouse complex because the security feed had just shown Julian smashing the lower lobby door panel, and by the time I reached the secure corridor right outside Avery's private office suite, the elevator doors had already cycled open to reveal a completely ruined, drunk Julian stumbling onto the plush carpet. His expensive tuxedo from the gala was completely wrinkled and stained, and his tie was hanging loosely around his unbuttoned collar while he brandished a heavy iron bar like a desperate madman who had completely lost his place in high society. Avery stepped out of her office doorway the exact second his boots dragged across the threshold, and she didn't show a single ounce of fear as she stood her ground against his loud, unstable shouting. "Avery, you need to listen to me right now because you are the only person who can convince the bank to reverse the
Andre’s POVWe left the country club lobby after a tense standoff where my security team forced Marcus's men to step back, and the entire ride back to the penthouse was completely silent because the adrenaline from the thirty-five million dollar bid was still humming through my veins. Avery sat next to me in the back of the sedan staring out at the rain-slicked streets, and the moment the private elevator doors opened into our living room, I threw my tuxedo jacket onto the nearest chair and turned to face her before she could even take off her evening wrap.The portrait we had won was being delivered by a separate security detail by truck, but right now the only thing I could think about was the way Marcus had looked at her on the ballroom floor and how he had offered her that blank check just to get her into his inner circle."Andre, you have been pacing around like a madman since we left the auction block, so you need to tell me what
Avery’s POVThe auctioneer’s gavel hovered in the air while the crowd completely stopped whispering, and my heart was beating so fast against my ribs because Marcus was still standing up in his VIP booth with a smug look on his face after the price hit fifteen million dollars. Andre didn't even blink as he kept his arm rested casually on the back of my chair, and his total calm in the middle of this financial chaos was making everyone around us look incredibly nervous about the next increment."We are currently at fifteen million dollars with Mr. Vance, do I hear sixteen from the floor?" the announcer called out, his microphone echoing loudly through the speakers as he looked directly at our box."Sixteen million," Andre said smoothly, lifting his black paddle without a single second of hesitation, and he didn't even look over at Marcus while he made the call."Seventeen million," Marcus immediately countered from across the ai
Andre’s POVThe heavy mahogany doors of the elite country club ballroom swung open to reveal rows of velvet-lined seating, and I guided Avery toward our reserved box near the front stage because the tension from last night's garage alarm had only intensified our need to present a completely unified front to the high-society crowd. The room was buzzing with the murmurs of the city’s wealthiest players, and as we took our places, Alexa immediately leaned over from the row behind us to pass me the official bidding ledger for the evening's charity events."Marcus has personally funded the entire overhead for tonight's auction, Andre, and he just added a restricted lot at the very end of the catalog that wasn't included in the original press release," Alexa whispered, her eyes tracking the security personnel positioning themselves around the main podium."He is trying to control the narrative after what happened on the terrace, but he is goi
Avery’s POVI didn't sleep as much as Marcus told me to. Every time I closed my eyes I could still feel the phantom pressure of the needle in my arm. So I spent most of the night sitting by the window and watching the city lights flicker while I drank tea that had gone cold hours ago.I was just st
Avery’s POVStill, as the elevator doors glided shut on Julian’s stunned face, I felt the slight pressure in my stomach as the lift rose toward the top floor. I just stood there watching the gold numbers climb while I tried to keep my hands from shaking.I reached the penthouse level and stepped ou
Avery’s POVI walked through the hospital's lobby with my head held high. I could feel the eyes of the receptionist on me as she whispered something into her headset while looking at my wrinkled clothes and the bandage on my arm.I knew she had probably seen the news leak Julian mentioned, and to h
Avery’s POVThe fluorescent lights in the recovery room were humming in a way that made my head feel like it was splitting open. I could still feel the cold sting in my vein where the nurse had just finished drawing a pint of my blood.I had been doing this every month for three years because Julia







