Aria POV
The moment I stepped into Devereux Mansion, I knew I didn't belong there.
Everything was larger than life.
The crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling probably cost more than every apartment I had lived in combined. Elegant guests moved across the ballroom in designer gowns and tailored suits while a live orchestra played softly in the background.
I suddenly felt very aware of my surroundings.
And of myself.
"You look nervous."
Lucien's voice pulled me from my thoughts.
I glanced at him.
He looked impossibly handsome in his black tuxedo.
"I am nervous."
His lips curved slightly.
"Don't be."
Easy for him to say.
This was his world.
Not mine.
Before I could respond, several guests approached him.
Business executives.
Politicians.
Investors.
Everyone seemed e
