LIV'S POV

It's Auction Night.

The soft rustle of silk trailed behind me as I stepped carefully down the marble staircase, the subtle click of my heels announcing each step.

My fingers grazed the polished handrail as I descended, the shimmering emerald-green gown clinging to my figure like a second skin, hugging all the right places.

Kaelon had a good taste, no doubt.

His eyes found me before I reached the bottom, and I saw the way his pupils dilated, that slow, simmering gaze of appreciation making my insides twist.

He looked devilishly handsome in his black tuxedo, the crisp white shirt beneath enhancing the sharp angles of his face....