Chapter 45 Selene

Amy Oga 901 words

She walked in like she owned the air itself  hips swaying with practiced grace, each stride echoing self-assurance.

A black sequin dress hugged her like a whispered secret, shimmering under the crystal chandelier. Her golden heels clicked against the marble floor, sharp and deliberate like a countdown.

Her hair fell in dark,...

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