Aria's POV
"Ms. Smith, right this way please. We've arranged premium seating for you—second floor, private VIP box."
I'd barely stepped into the venue when the auction house manager materialized at my elbow, all polished courtesy and deferential smiles.
Two attendants stood waiting by the elevator, ready to escort me to the exclusive section.
I'd received the invitation weeks ago.
Jewelry wasn't really my thing—I preferred simpler pieces—but Grace and Elena had both given me such generous gifts when Damian introduced me to his family.
They were clearly passionate collectors, and I wanted to return the gesture properly.
Tonight seemed like the perfect opportunity to find something special for each of them.
The auction house had clearly pulled out all the stops when
