NINA POV
I walked outside the mansion, adjusting to the strange feeling of the fabric brushing against my skin. Andro was waiting by the car, looking at me with an unreadable expression. His eyes traveled over me, and for a moment, I could almost see a flicker of something—admiration, maybe?—before his usual cold demeanor returned.
He opened the car door for me. “Let’s go.”
I slipped into the car, the leather seats cool beneath me. My heart raced as we drove toward the venue. This wasn’t just any party. This was a gathering of the most powerful—and dangerous—people I’d ever come across. The kind of people you didn’t cross unless you wanted to end up in a ditch somewhere.
When we reached the venue, cameras flashed as soon as we stepped out of the car. The paparazzi were like vultures, c
