Outside the window, the rain had stopped.
Stella Sterling folded the suit jacket and lightly pushed the door open, stepping out of the car.
She rounded the front of the car and glanced back into the vehicle through the lowered window.
The man, sitting with an upright yet relaxed posture, had not taken his eyes off her for a second.
After a moment, he spoke, his voice inexplicably doting. "Go on inside. Whatever you want to say, it can wait until tonight."
His words meant he would definitely be attending the evening auction tonight.
Stella Sterling nodded, took two steps back with her hands behind her back, then turned and went through the door.
Roman Rhodes watched her figure recede, his gaze long and profound.
In his twenty-nine years of life, this was the first time he had changed his plans on a whim, time and again, for a woman.
In ancient times, King You of Zhou had lit the signal fires to amuse his consort.
His own actions today were not so different.
