BACHELORETTE NIGHT
The party was booming—masks glittering under disco lights, music pulsing through the floor. Vera and her bridesmaids danced while her favorite musician performed a private mini-concert.
A few people sat back and just enjoyed the music and their drinks.
On the other side of the party hall, the groom-to -be, Derek Greystone sat in the middle between his close friends in the private lounge with a few ladies hanging around as they engaged in a competitive card game.
Only one person wasn’t drinking and barely seemed to be enjoying the party.
Adrian Sterling.
All he had in front of him was a glass of sparkling water and his gaze secretly exploring the bride’s maids.
“Who did you say came up with this ridiculous idea of a mask party again?” Adrian asked, removing h
