The sun poured down on the lavish villa, casting dazzling reflections off the pool's surface. The party was in full swing—music blaring, drinks flowing, and guests lost in their own indulgence.
Bill, dressed in effortless casual wear, had his tousled hair dancing in the breeze—a perfect match for his unrestrained, devil-may-care attitude. As he strolled past a waiter, he snagged a champagne flute from the tray. The golden liquid shimmered under the sunlight, much like the amusement and disdain flickering in his gaze.
"Well, well, look who decided to show up. Thought you'd be stuck at home, nose-deep in books," one of Bill's friends, Jim, teased, weaving through the crowd with a smirk dripping in mockery.
"What, I'm not allowed to be here?" Bill raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, you definitely ar
