The penthouse apartment Damien Sterling had purchased at the height of his fame was a monument to his ego. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the glittering skyline, white marble floors stretched endlessly, and mirrored walls reflected his supposed brilliance from every angle.

Tonight, however, t

The main boardroom of the Vance Luxury Syndicate was designed to intimidate. Paneled in dark, rich mahogany and dominated by a forty-foot table carved from a single slab of black marble, it was a room where empires were bought, sold, and dismantled.

When Clara pushed through the double doors, the

The Grand Palais in Paris was a chaotic, glittering epicenter of high fashion. Outside the massive glass-domed venue, hundreds of paparazzi clamored against velvet ropes, their camera flashes exploding like lightning in the crisp evening air.

Tonight was the highly anticipated Damien Sterling Spri