LOGINKnight Villa,Ariana locked her bedroom door. She put the black box on her desk.She opened it again. Blue brooch. Mother's Light.Same scratch on back. She touched it.Two years ago, small workshop behind Cole house. She was 20, hands shaking, trying to set blue diamond. Her mother sat next to her, coughing but smiling."Ariana, it's too expensive, don't make for me," mother said."It's not expensive. I made it. For you," Ariana said.Her mother wore it that same night to Robert's company dinner. Linda was jealous. Chloe said, "Fake, cheap."After mother died, brooch disappeared. Linda said she threw it away with mother's old clothes. "No space in house," Linda said.Liar.Ariana closed box. She took out her phone. Text to Maya.Maya: Boss, you okay? Auction news already on hot search. "Ethan Knight's new wife spends 5M on brooch"Ariana: I got it back. My mother's.Maya: Shit. Linda sold it? That bitch.Maya: Server fix tonight? Ray's people still trying.Ariana: 9 PM. I will come t
Next morning, Rose sent a dress at 8:30 AM.Blue. Simple. Not too short, not too tight. The kind of dress Rose would wear when she was young. And a small note on top.‘Dear, wear this today. Rose.’Ariana stared at it on her bed. She hated dresses. Jeans were easier. You could run, kick, climb the balcony if needed. Dress? No.But today was the City Hall charity auction. Henry's order. Ethan's order. Victoria would check.She picked it up. Soft fabric."Fine," she muttered. "One day."She changed. Hair down. She usually tied ponytail tight, but today she let it down to look... acceptable.Her butterfly tattoo behind left ear. Small purple. She pulled hair to cover it, like always. Habit.She took her small bag. Inside: phone, one antidote pill in a small tin, and her mother's old brooch photo. She kept the photo in phone case.Downstairs, Ethan is already waiting.Black suit. White shirt. No tie. Cold face. He looked at his watch - not the Patek. That Patek was still under her mattres
7 PM. Knight Villa dining room. Ariana came downstairs late. 7:05. Jeans, white shirt clean, ponytail neat, no makeup. Everyone already sitting. Head seat: Henry Knight, Ethan’s grandfather. Next Rose, Victoria, Emma, Ethan and also Ariana’s family who were invited to dinner. Linda gold dress too tight. Chloe red dress again, full makeup, trying to be hostess. Chloe saw Ariana and smiled loud, fake sweet. "Sister! You finally came! We were all waiting! Knight Villa is so big, you might get lost!" She said, particularly hinting on Ariana being late to dinner. Ariana didn't answer. She pulled chair next to Ethan and sat. Victoria stared. "Ariana, family dinner starts at 7. Not 7:05." "Stairs were too many. Villa too big," Ariana said, calm. Emma laughed. "Mom, excuse. She doesn't know time." Henry looked at Ariana directly. Voice deep. "You are Ariana Cole." "Yes," Ariana said. "Do you know why my grandson chose you?" Henry asked. "Because I am quiet?" Ariana said. Henry
The next morning, Knight Villa gate. A Black Maybach stopped. Driver opened door. "Mrs. Knight, we arrived." Ariana looked out and saw a big villa. Guards everywhere. She had one small bag. One tote. That's it. No wedding dress. No makeup. Jeans and white t-shirt again. Inside living room, three people already waiting. Victoria Knight, Ethan's mother, elegant, cold, holding teacup, looking like queen. Emma Knight, Ethan's sister, pretty, but eyes sharp, sitting with phone. And Rose, grandmother, 70s, soft smile, but eyes scanning. Ethan stood near window, black shirt, hands in pockets, cold as always. Ariana walked in. Rose stood first, smile warm. "You must be Ariana. I'm Rose. Welcome, dear." Victoria didn't stand. She looked Ariana up and down. "Jeans? You come to Knight Villa for first time in jeans?" Victoria said. Emma laughed. "Mom, maybe she thinks this is market. Did you forget to buy tomatoes on the way?" Ariana looked at Emma. Calm. "I like jeans. Comfortable.
11 AM. Cole house living room.Linda got a call and screamed so loud the whole house shook."Robert! Ethan Knight is coming! Now! To our house! He wants to choose a wife!"Chloe ran downstairs in 3 minutes. Red tight dress, full makeup, perfume too strong."Mom! He will choose me right? I am prettier! Ariana is useless! She dresses like a maid! Ethan is handsome and rich! He must choose me!""Of course you! You are best!" Linda said, fixing Chloe's hair with shaking hands. "This is our chance to connect to Knight Group!"Robert shouted upstairs, "Ariana! Come down! Now! Important guest!"Ariana came downstairs slowly. Jeans, white t-shirt, ponytail, no makeup. Face tired, eyes cold."Why?" she said.Chloe laughed. "Because Ethan Knight is coming to choose a wife! He will choose me! You should go back to your room! You will embarrass us with that clothes!"Ariana frowned. Ethan Knight? The man from that night? Choosing wife here?Doorbell rang.Linda ran to open door, smile so fake it
"You!"Linda dropped her glass. It broke on the floor."How are you here?" Linda shouted. "You should be in the hotel room! With Investor Li!"Chloe's face turned white. Then red. "You! How did you escape! I drugged your juice myself! You should be ruined!"Robert stood up fast. "Chloe! What are you saying? What drug?"Chloe covered her mouth. "I... I didn't..."Ariana didn't move from where she stood in the middle of the living room. Dress dry now, hair damp. She looked at each of them, calm but cold."You drugged me," she said, looking straight at Linda. "You wanted to push me to that 60-year-old man in hotel room."Linda forced a smile. "What? No! We wanted you to talk about investment! Don't make up stories!""Investment?" Ariana laughed short. "At midnight? In a hotel room? And you film girls?"Robert looked at Linda. "Linda, is it true? You said you just wanted her to meet Investor Li for business!""Business my foot!" Ariana cut him. "You know what Investor Li does! You wanted







