Marcus was dumbfounded. He couldn’t believe Leonard would go so far as to bid on a person with the rest of the crowd. But he also couldn’t argue. He couldn’t explain why but the thought of her spending even one moment at another table with the men leering at her was inconceivable.
It still didn’t seem real, not even when the MC appeared a few minutes later with the diva alongside him. Suddenly nervous Marcus nearly leapt to his feet and offered her a seat. She seemed genuinely surprised by his gallant attitude but sat down with a quiet thank you.
Leonard smirked but Marcus ignored him glancing down at their guest and noticing what appeared to be a small birthmark in the shape of a butterfly on the nape of her neck. Was that how she came up with her stage name? But even more importantly
