Victoria's Pov

The restaurant was exactly the kind of place where deals were made and secrets were kept. Dim lighting, private booths, a staff trained to see nothing and remember less. I'd chosen it specifically for those reasons.

Richard was already waiting when I arrived, a glass of scotch in front of him and that appreciative look in his eyes as I approached. He stood to greet me, his hand lingering at the small of my back as he kissed my cheek.

"Victoria. You look stunning as ...