Aurora's POV
The meeting was on the fourteenth floor of a building whose name I didn't catch because Lucian hadn't told me where we were going, only that I needed to look presentable and be quiet.
His exact words. Be quiet, Aurora..
The room was full of men in expensive suits who all stood when Lucian walked in, which told me everything I needed to know about the kind of power he carried without announcing it. He introduced me once, "my wife" and after that I ceased to exist as a person and became a decorative fixture he occasionally glanced at to confirm I was still in the correct position.
I sat. I smiled. I watched him work.
And God, he was good at it.
I hated how much I was paying attention.
Then a grey-haired man looked at me.
"Aurora." Too familiar. "Lucian really is somethin
