Chapter 20

Chapter 20 Marcus was putting on a brave face, but I could see right through him. His jaw was tight, his shoulders stiff. He was barely holding it together. I watched from the VIP box as he sat down there in the general seating area, looking small and defeated. Damien leaned back in his chair beside me, completely relaxed. He had one arm draped casually over my shoulder, his fingers playing with a strand of my hair. The next second, Damien casually raised his bidding paddle and said, "Twenty...