But while one person was busy hiding from the sudden threat, a certain adjutant had been very busy keeping his and his Captain's shit together.
In fact, had the Duke and Duchess not been called over by the patriarchs of the dukedoms, then they would have had a much bigger problem.
It was the fifth group now.
Since setting foot into the auction hall, they had been bombarded with stares.
Luca, for one, leaned toward his good brother and whispered, "Brother, is something wrong? People keep staring."
The blonde's face softened instantly, his lips quirking with a smile that was a little too proud. "Brother, it's because you're too cute."
Luca blinked. Cute? That couldn't possibly be the answer. But Ollie said it with such conviction that Luca almost believed him.
