The city glittered with lights as Izzy stepped out of the car. The valet took her keys, and she smoothed her dress nervously, taking a deep breath to calm the butterflies in her stomach.
Two days ago, she had spent hours shopping with Maya, trying on gown after gown before finally choosing the perfect one. A red tube dress that hugged her curves, showing just enough of her shoulders and back to be elegant but still daring. She had picked it to impress Dominic, hoping even a flicker of his attention would make all the effort worthwhile.
Now, standing at the grand hotel ballroom entrance, she felt a tangle of excitement and nerves. Inside, the room shimmered with crystal chandeliers, polished marble, and people dressed in their finest. Steele Enterprises’ elite filled the space... executiv
