Davina's POV

The Oval Room had turned out to be a lavish lakefront resort, with an invite-only membership that included heads of state, minor royalty, rock stars, and a border collie who was somehow a YouTube influencer.

Of course, as a De Morrone, Carlotta sailed in without lifting a finger. Doors were held open for her, heads bowed in reverence; the staff waited on her hand and foot.

She introduced me to the coordinators for her upcoming event, a pair of immaculately dressed, stunning blond ...