365 Nights for Auction

Summary

I had my heart set on a diamond ring at the auction, the one I’d chosen to be my wedding ring. A symbol of my future with Damian.

But no matter how high I bid, the young woman Damian sponsored always outbid me by a single dollar.

Damian just smiled, a picture of helpless affection.

"Darling," he murmured, his voice a low thrum against my ear. "You know how she is with shiny things. Just let her have it. Be good."

In response, I lit the lamp.

Zoe fled the hall that day, tears streaming down her face.

Damian simply kissed my forehead, a soft, forgiving gesture.