Everything about the charity gala screamed excess. Crystal champagne towers. Women draped in couture worth more than most apartments. Men laughing too loudly beside floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the harbor where superyachts floated like illuminated kingdoms across black water.
Sienna hated these events on principle. Which was unfortunate considering Luca looked offensively beautiful in a black tuxedo beside her.
“You’re glaring at rich people again,” he murmured as they crossed the ballroom together.
“I’m staying grounded.”
“You just looked personally offended by a diamond necklace.”
“It looked smug.”
A quiet laugh escaped him. His hand rested lightly against the bare skin of her lower back as they moved through the crowd and Sienna still wasn’t entirely used to how instinctiv
