the soft murmur of exclusive chatter. The Maddox Tower rooftop was lit like a dream- warm fairy lights strung overh
ke it existed solely for his amusement. Dressed in a charcoal suit tailored within an inch of perfection, he
his best friend and co-founder of MaddoxTec
n the skyline. "Always. Th
y that like you're not
I am. Same faces, same empty conversation. It's l
e shoulder. "And yet, y
uch
and socialites swirling in curated elegance. But for Cole, it all felt like white
hen she
na B
rald dress that flowed like water and contrasted against her warm bronze skin and dark curls. But it wasn't the dress or the body th
iar faces, pausing for a quick air-kiss from an older woman in diamonds. She di
ade her in
Cole asked, n
a Blake. Fashion's newest storm. Founder of Blake & Wilde. Ever
ows lifte
Twice. Doesn't
ok another sip. "I
at one? Not your usual type. She a
incredibly
he's not here to
cing his glass down. "It's been a
ibility, and she figured she could shake a few hands, make an appearance, then sneak out before midnight. These kind
versation with the editor of a fashion ma
aid a voice sm
le Maddox. Taller than she expected. Dangerous smirk i
with a polite smile. "
top after all. Feels wrong to b
No hesitation. No flirt
she said, gl
d them. "But I was hoping it would get more i
ed. Sienna just raised an eyebr
en I'm i
e, arching a brow. "You must b
e only enticing him furt
amused. "Let me guess-you're us
lly,
nough to meet his eyes without tilt
Then Cole lau
I said I was bored toni
've been bored y
uc
ad. "I see we're n
o charm their way through l
ou think I'm not
"I don't think
flirting. She w
esses, heiresses, even royalty-but none had
a drink?" he asked. "
him for a se
es," she s
tucked away from the crowd. The bartender brought
a MaddoxTech campaign?
f things that don't
t is you
pe. Meaning over trend." She sipped he
t interested i
terested in
er over the rim of his glass. "You eve
ul, Cole. I just didn't nee
t wall. Not defensive,
him want t
on the balcony with Lucas and a few others. He'd watched her leave without a backward glance,
lding his arms. "Admit
intri
he won't sleep with me on
ed. "She's
you should lea
e him. "What's tha
re for status or photos. She's building somethin
row. "Are you worri
ian- another friend in their circ
even get her to go
ed. "You w
re. Dinner. One-on-o
d. "Don't en
tended his
shook
ere Sienna had exited hours earlier, he fe
he certainly wasn't about to start now-not
he bar, still mentally replaying every word she'd said. Her calm detachment hadn't read as d
, he didn
back. "You look like you'
ked. "May
a company
with that familiar glint of chall
hy women think you're the
r. He was already
-
ng – MaddoxTec
f-the-art. Cole stood at the floor-to-ceiling window of his office, absently st
rd lunch at one, and your inter
the in
mid-note. "Ca
schedule. End
en jotted it down
Wilde. Public records. PR, financials, in
"You're trying
"No. I'm just
ut a warning out to HR or just notify her i
ither. This isn'
ebrow. "Then it's
the grin that crept onto
-
ooklyn, Sienna
tudio was her sanctuary-exposed brick, sunlight, fabric bolts in every hue. Soft indie music p
ing up from her tablet. "Apparently you shut down
l me whatever they want. I didn't c
hink he's obsessed with you no
on. And if he's truly obsessed, he'll g
oticed him-his intensity, the confidence, the way he seemed to be si
t was not
her momentum. Her brand was finally on the brink of global expansio
ag
af
hone
wn nu
, then opened
Mad
party guest" status last night. Lunch
at the screen,
up. "That your
he phone. "I
n't feel l
-
– Private Garde
ucked away in a Chelsea brownstone. By the time Sienna walked in- flawlessly casual in wide-l
said, sliding into th
he countered. "I
for the
nned.
d. About art, music, the absurdity of the influencer economy, the politics of f
he party, the b
wasn't trying to shut him down. They existed i
finishing her cup, "was
led, just
gleamed. "Yo
"But if it was... that's
all
something from me. A name, a check, a f
from her seat. "And that's exactl
oo. "What
used smile. "Then it's y
t, she walke
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e's Office
le's couch, tossing a stress
e c
oked up.
poured himself another drink. "And
h mea
Lucas's chest. "It mea
going to fall for her.
glass halfway
dn't
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