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Invitation

Author: Joyce pink
last update publish date: 2026-02-17 17:26:42

An invitation showed up in Zara’s inbox quietly, with no fanfare, just a simple notification and a fancy-looking digital card. It was black with shiny silver writing, clean and elegant. At the top, in bold letters, it read: “The Midnight Masquerade.”

It wasn’t just any party. This was a private, high end event, thrown by a mysterious tech billionaire. Only the rich, famous, or very well-connected got invited. It was one of those parties where you had to either be someone or know someone import
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