MAYA’S POV
I was on top of the world.
From the moment Lucian slid that box across the table that morning—the one holding the custom dress I'd been dreaming of—I knew tonight would be mine. He didn't even blink when I asked if I could come with him. He just said “You'll be by my side.” LIke it was the most natural thing in the world.
And it felt natural, perfect, even.
The moment we stepped into the grand room, all eyes turned. Heads tilted, mouth whispered. I could feel compliments trailing behind me like a silk veil.
“Isn't that Maya? Gosh, she looks stunning.”
“Lucian Weston’s girlfriend, right?
“She's breathtaking…like a model.”
“Oh my God, that dress. It's really expensive.”
Lucian didn't say much, but I feel his gaze on me every now and then. His hand neve
