In the chaos, the person grabbing her hand smiled warmly at Alanna.
He was clearly another wealthy patron enjoying the high-end club. His dress shirt and slacks highlighted his tall, lean frame. With a few buttons undone, he looked like a carefree playboy, but his gentle eyes gave off a more refined, gentlemanly vibe.
Unlike the panicked crowd, he exuded an air of calm detachment.
Alanna discreetly pulled her hand back. "Something you need? I don't think we know each other."
"We didn't before," the young man said, managing to find an intact bottle among the broken glass. He poured two glasses and handed one to Alanna, his handsome face lighting up with a smile. "But we do now. I'm Sonde. And you are?"
Alanna didn't take the drink, merely giving a half-hearted smile. "Nice to meet you,
