CHAPTER 22: GETTING READY FOR THE GALA
Andre's pov The air in Andre's suite was thick with the scent of expensive silk, hairspray, and a faint, sweet nervousness. The biggest performance of the year—the annual charity Gala—was only hours away, and Andre was a whirlwind of practiced calm and suppressed excitement. The dress—a shimmering cascade of midnight blue fabric—lay carefully draped across the chaise lounge. It was a masterpiece of design, elegant yet daring, chosen specifically to move beautifully during their performance. Andre sat at the vanity, focusing on the meticulous process of makeup application. This was more than just beauty; it was armor. Each stroke of the brush was a deliberate act of transforming into the poised, confident persona the public expected. The music playing softly in the background was a c
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