The party glittered on, laughter and champagne flowing freely among the chandeliers and polished marble floors. Adam had stepped away briefly to join a circle of business partners, his commanding presence instantly drawing attention. Yet even from across the room, Sofia felt the invisible string tethering them.
She tried to focus on Gwen, who was filling the silence with playful chatter, making her laugh despite her nerves. But every so often, Sofia's eyes betrayed her—glancing across the ballroom, searching for him. And every time, without fail, she found Adam already looking at her.
Even mid-conversation with powerful men, his gaze never wavered. His lips tugged into the faintest, secret smile meant only for her, and when he dared to wink, heat rushed into her cheeks.
Gwen noticed instantly. She smirked knowingly. "Wow. My brother doesn't even try to hide it anymore. Look at him—flirting with you like some love-struck boy, even while talking business."
