Olivia
Brian and I arrived at the charity function together, both of us clutching the elegant invitations we'd received. As we stepped into the grand hall, the soft hum of conversation and the clinking of glasses created an air of sophistication. It seemed like just another typical event—handshakes, forced smiles, and polite nods.
But then, the atmosphere shifted. A chill ran down my spine as the room seemed to drop a few degrees. I couldn’t shake off the feeling of being watched.
A tap on my shoulder made me turn sharply. My heart thudded in my chest as I came face-to-face with a man whose reputation preceded him—Dante Maddox, the infamous mafia boss. His aura of danger and power was unmistakable, and the devilish smirk on his lips only intensified my unease.
“Well, well, Olivia James
