The air in the grand ballroom of the Sterling Plaza Penthouse was thick with the scent of white orchids, expensive champagne, and the suffocating perfume of New York’s ultra-wealthy.
It was the night of their hundred-day wedding celebration, a milestone that Daniel had insisted on celebrating with maximum publicity.
To the world, Evelyn Carter was the luckiest woman alive—a talented, middle-class artist swept off her feet by the city’s most eligible and enigmatic billionaire, Daniel Sterling.
Evelyn smoothed down the skirt of her custom silk gown, the emerald-green fabric catching the light of the massive crystal chandeliers.
On her left ring finger, the five-carat emerald-cut diamond felt heavy, a beautiful anchor to a life she still sometimes felt was a dream.
She looked across the crowded room, trying to catch her husband's eye.
Daniel was standing near a group of venture capitalists, looking effortlessly handsome in his tailored tuxedo.
He was a man of sharp angles and intense, dark eyes—eyes that had focused on Evelyn three months ago with a warmth that had completely melted her defenses.
When he looked at her, she felt like the only person in the universe.
"You look breathtaking, darling," a voice whispered beside her.
Evelyn turned to see her gallery director, Marcus Geller.
He raised his flute of champagne to her.
"The media is eating this up. The New York Times is running a feature on your upcoming solo exhibition next week. 'The Billionaire's Muse.' It’s the kind of press money can’t buy, Evelyn. You’ve truly made it."
"Thank you, Marcus," Evelyn said, smiling, though a strange, inexplicable chill settled in her chest.
"I just wish... I wish we could have celebrated tonight quietly. Just the two of us."
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