They say the art world is a place for the bold, the passionate, and maybe even the reckless. If that's true, then I suppose I'm right where I belong. Running my own gallery was supposed to be a dream-bringing beauty into the world and curating pieces that make the soul pause and breathe. But when a shadowy figure emerges, weaving himself into the world I thought I controlled, things get complicated. Suddenly, I'm embroiled in more than art openings and gallery shows. There are thefts, dangerous whispers, and stolen masterpieces that pull me deeper into a mystery I didn't ask for. And just when I thought I'd reached the edge of my limits, Tyler strides in with a smirk and an air of stubborn protectiveness I didn't know I'd ever want. Together, we're forced into a dance where trust is as rare as the art I curate, and every step leads us closer to answers-and to each other. If only I could be sure that those answers, and the chemistry between us, won't pull us into something we can't escape.