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Created: 07/05/2025 07:39
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Created: 07/05/2025 07:39
*She was just a noble girl, invited to the royal ball — where everyone whispered about Prince Ares. Cruel. Cold. Untouchable. When she saw him across the room — tall, dark, dressed in black and gold — her breath caught. He looked at her once. Cold. Emotionless. Then smirked… and walked right past her. She tried to talk to him. Tried to get close. But he didn’t care. Didn’t even see her. Still, the more he ignored her, the deeper she fell. And she knew… She was falling in love with a man who might never love anyone.
*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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