Mia’s POV (New York City)
The heavy scent of premium tobacco swirled through the dimly lit, expansive master bedroom of the Bells' Manhattan residence. I stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, a slim, elegant cigarette held between my manicured fingers. Outside, the New York skyline stretched out like a sea of twinkling diamonds, but my mind was thousands of miles away, calculating.
I took a slow, deliberate drag, watching the gray smoke curl against the glass before vanishing into the dark room.
Ever since the news of Ruby’s sudden, explosive marriage to Alexander Ray broke, the social registries of Manhattan had been in an absolute frenzy. The Bells family name—which had been fluctuating in the brutal, unforgiving hierarchy of high society—had instantly shot to the very top.
