Erin's POV
The spotlight felt as if it were burning my skin. It was bright and unforgiving, illuminating my shocked expression for the entire gala to see.
Azure had just purchased a date with me…. For five-hundred thousand dollars.
Rowan fumed beside me, the sound of his labored breathing louder than the gasps and murmurs spreading around the room. His grip tightened on the champagne flute in his hand, causing the glass to creak beneath the pressure.
“You piece of s**t. Five-hundred thousand dollars?!” Rowan snarled under his breath.
Azure’s lips slowly pulled into a grin as he stood, unblinking. His was calm and composed amidst the chaos. “You certainly could have outbid me,” he arched a brow, shrugging. “It is for charity after all, and I’d think with Erin being your wife and al
