I gasped when I saw the house. It was massive—like something out of a movie—six stories high, with white wood and grand balconies. Armed bodyguards lined the perimeter, making it clear that nothing here was ordinary.
As we stepped out of the car, the world seemed to freeze. People in tuxedos and long ball gowns milled about, looking polished and dangerous all at once. The moment my heels hit the pavement, every eye was on us, and I couldn’t help but notice how Alec smiled at me while his date, Davina, stayed quiet beside him.
Zavi, ever the stoic, turned to Will and said, "Give me your gun." Will, without question, removed his pistol from his jacket and handed it to him. Always armed, always prepared. You never knew what might go down in places like this.
"Zavi Romano," a voice called f
