Inside the conference hall, the moment Salena stepped in, the air subtly shifted. The hushed murmur of conversation slowed, and every gaze turned toward her like iron drawn to a magnet. She wasn’t just entering a room—she was commanding it. Her form-fitting knee-length dress in a deep sapphire hue hugged her figure with the perfect blend of elegance and power. Her hair was swept up in an intricate fold, each strand placed with intention, exuding grace and confidence.
Some members blinked, not expecting her arrival to feel this cinematic, this charged. Their eyes moved from Salena to Alec almost instinctively. The tension between them wasn’t just whispered gossip anymore—it was palpable energy vibrating through the marble floor and sleek walls.
Zender, seated at the head of the table, str
