The smell hit Elena the moment she unlocked the door to the apartment.

It was a suffocating blend of Julian’s overpowering cedarwood cologne and the cloying, synthetic vanilla perfume that Chloe Sterling bathed in. For three years, this cramped, two-bedroom walk-up had been Elena’s sanctuary. She

The executive suite of Vanguard Auctions occupied the entire top floor of a monolithic glass tower in Manhattan’s financial district. For three years, Elena Vance had visited her own headquarters only in secret, slipping through the private underground garage in the dead of night to sign critical do

The Bluebird Café was exactly the kind of place Julian hated, which was exactly why Elena knew he had chosen it.

It was a noisy, cramped coffee shop in Brooklyn, smelling heavily of burnt espresso and stale pastries. It was miles away from the polished, elite circles he was currently trying to inf