The night sky stretched endlessly over the city, jeweled with distant stars that blinked softly above the glowing skyline.
The rooftop of the Moonlight Lounge was bathed in a warm, golden glow from strings of fairy lights draped over the railings.
It was an enchanting setting—the perfect place for romance.
The scent of freshly bloomed roses wafted through the cool evening air, and the soft strains of classical music drifted from hidden speakers.
This rooftop had been reserved by the Alpha twins—Lucas and Liam—who stood side by side, both dressed sharply in dark suits that hugged their muscular frames.
Their gazes were fixed on Lily, who looked like a goddess in her flowing dress, her hair cascading in loose curls down her back.
The plan was simple: a private dinner to show Lily
