Contrary to what Paige Summers thought, Marcus Monroe wasn't doing this to make Shawn Monroe give up.
In fact, his objective was the complete opposite.
The more you can't have something, the more you can't let it go—a common affliction.
Shawn Monroe had it bad.
'He fancies himself a chosen one, yet he can't get what he wants...' Marcus Monroe's lips curled into a barely perceptible, mocking smile. 'Since you insist on coveting someone who doesn't belong to you, then get a good taste of this feeling!'
They sat next to each other, separated by a coffee table. Seated on the outer side, Paige Summers was engrossed in the auction catalog, having already pushed the turbulent undercurrents swirling around her to the back of her mind. To her, finding useful items to arm herself with was far more important than getting caught up in mind games.
Suddenly, her hand paused mid-page. Her gaze fell upon a photograph.
It was a pair of white jade earrings.
