The sun dipped below the horizon, casting an amber glow across the city as Bella prepared herself for the night ahead. She stood in front of the full-length mirror in her room, her fingers brushing over the sleek, black dress that clung to her figure, accentuating every curve. The fabric shimmered under the soft light, and she couldn’t help but admire how it made her feel—powerful, untouchable. This was her weapon tonight.
She had been given the role of a high-society guest at Kane’s gala—a cover, but one that would require her to blend seamlessly into a world that was far removed from her own. She knew the stakes. One wrong move, one slip-up, and they could lose everything. Her heart raced in anticipation, but there was also a calmness settling over her as the adrenaline of the day final
