King Rain reclined in a plush leather seat in the VIP section of one of the most exclusive nightclubs in the city. The bass from the music pulsed through the walls, and multicolored lights flickered overhead, casting vibrant hues on the partygoers below. Surrounding him were his most trusted men, enjoying the luxuries that his power and influence afforded them.
Beautiful women flitted around, drawn to the aura of authority and danger that Rain exuded. One of them, a tall brunette with striking features, sat beside him, trying to catch his attention. Rain, however, barely acknowledged her presence, his mind elsewhere.He sipped his drink slowly, the taste of the expensive whiskey barely registering. His thoughts kept drifting back to Moonstone, to the war, to Derek Houston's pathetic attem
