The ballroom shimmered with golden chandeliers and whispered secrets. She stood near the edge Then the air shifted. A silence rippled through the crowd. Heads turned. And he entered. Prince Ares. Tall. Silent. Wrapped in black and gold. His face unreadable, his presence like winter cold, still, and beautiful in a way that could hurt. He didn’t smile. He didn’t greet anyone. He just looked around once… and walked through the room as if he owned every breath in it. his eyes met hers.
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