Christina could not understand how Andrew had such an effect on these exceptional women.

First Lauren, then Francesca, and now someone even more remarkable—Natasha, the powerful widow who ruled West End.

Returning to the lounge, she said to Aspen, "Aspen, let's just head home."

Aspen shook her head. "Not yet, Christie. You need to learn to handle these situations, even if you don't like them."

"I don't want to breathe the same air as Andrew," Christina replied coldly.

"What's wrong? D