Masterpiece (The Masters Of The Order Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
Layers of sophisticated voices and laughter merged together like musical notes as gossip was shared and deals struck. Champagne flowed into crystal flutes. Hors d’oeuvres disappeared from silver trays. The dashing host circulated among his guests, smiling, chatting and looking more beautiful than his art in his Tom Ford tuxedo. Julianne stood alone at the back near a free-form piece called The Essence of Woman. Nothing hoity-toity to say about this one; it looked like a cat. Nicolai did not appreciate that comment and they’d debated the interpretation of his sculpture almost constantly since. Dom or no Dom, there was nothing submissive about her when it came to art. Nicolai had spent months making sure of that. The glitterati paraded before her. Businessmen with their perfectly preserved wives, representatives from the art world, the theater, even a few pop stars du jour, had all come together to look, and hopefully, to buy. The debate among the critics had already begun in earnest in the upper gallery where Nicolai’s newest photographs were displayed.
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