The grand ballroom of the Astoria Hotel shimmered with opulence. Crystal chandeliers illuminated the room, casting fractured light over the sea of impeccably dressed guests. The hum of conversation mixed with the soft strains of a string orchestra, creating an air of elegance that masked the dangerous undercurrents of the evening.
Isabella stepped into the ballroom on Damien’s arm, her hand resting lightly on his. Her black gown hugged her curves, the plunging neckline and thigh-high slit striking the perfect balance between sophistication and seduction. She felt every gaze on her as they descended the marble staircase, but it wasn’t her appearance that commanded attention. It was the man beside her.
Damien Morrison radiated power, his sharp tuxedo tailored to perfection, his every movem
