Victoria.
The studio was buzzing with energy as stylists, assistants, and photographers moved around in a choreographed blur. My eyes landed on Christian, standing in a perfectly tailored dark grey suit. I’d seen him in suits on TV, of course, but in person? It was something else entirely. He looked devastatingly handsome, and I could feel my pulse quicken just from watching him.
The photographer was directing him, telling him where to look, adjusting the lights. Suddenly, his gaze found mine across the room. His lips curled into a slight smirk, and he raised one brow in that teasing way he had. I tried to keep my excitement under control, but inside, I was a mess of butterflies. Forbes. He was on the cover of freaking Forbes! They could charge a fortune for that issue, and I’d still buy
