The flash of cameras was relentless. Everywhere Malia turned, there was a strobe of white light, a question shouted from behind velvet ropes, a crowd of faces craning to see her.
Her hand was looped through Kieth Williams’s arm. To the world, she was the woman who’d tamed him — the icy billionaire who never appeared with anyone twice. Tonight, she was the one at his side, smiling, radiant, the picture of control.
Inside, her heart was chaos.
They were attending the grand opening of a new hotel — one of Kieth’s biggest ventures yet, glittering with power and expectation. The press had been waiting for this for weeks. Every major outlet, every investor, every person who mattered was there.
And Kieth knew exactly what he was doing.
He had chosen her gown — black silk, elegant but devasta
