As Eli approached, he wondered how he was convinced to attend a stupid ball, to begin with. He hated events like this, it was not that he hated happiness. He would just rather keep away from it. Although this time it was different, he wanted to be here. Soon his thoughts were pushed back as he passed through multimillion-dollar mansions. He was surprised that his assistant might live in one of those luxurious homes. But then he remembered, Victoria Lance likely had deeper pockets than he did.
As he neared the end of the street, he pulled up to a French Normandy mansion. At the front gate, a queen stood before her castle. He stepped out to find himself entrapped by an evocative work of art. She radiated more than beauty. Tonight he could not deny his attracti
