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A PROPER DINNER

ผู้เขียน: Rose Ruth
last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-07-23 22:33:30

ADRIAN

I had almost forgotten how to breathe when she opened that door.

I’ve seen a lot of things in my lifetime. Centuries of them, if I let myself count. But nothing had quite prepared me for the sight of Elena Carter standing at the top of a narrow, creaking staircase in sapphire blue, her hair swept back, her chin lifted like she was daring the world to look away first.

I hadn’t managed a full sentence.

“You look…” and then nothing, because every word that came to mind sounded too small fo
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  • His Dark Secret    A PROPER DINNER

    ADRIANI had almost forgotten how to breathe when she opened that door.I’ve seen a lot of things in my lifetime. Centuries of them, if I let myself count. But nothing had quite prepared me for the sight of Elena Carter standing at the top of a narrow, creaking staircase in sapphire blue, her hair swept back, her chin lifted like she was daring the world to look away first.I hadn’t managed a full sentence. “You look…” and then nothing, because every word that came to mind sounded too small for what I was looking at.She had finished it for me. “Ready?”Not the word I’d meant. Not close.I spent the entire car ride afterward trying not to look at her too long, trying to focus on the mission in front of us instead of the ridiculous, human feeling ache in my chest every time she laughed at something I said. It should have concerned me more than it did.It concerned me a great deal more the moment my mother crossed the ballroom floor.I had known the second Rose set her glass down untou

  • His Dark Secret    THE FOUNDERS' GALA

    ELENAThe car ride was crazily quiet.Adrian sat beside me, with one hand resting on his knee and his eyes fixed on the city sliding past the window. I kept waiting for him to say something, anything, but the silence stretched until it started to feel deliberate.“You’re doing the thing,” I finally said.He glanced at me. “What thing?”“The brooding, staring-into-the-distance thing. It’s very dramatic.”The corner of his mouth twitched. “I don’t brood.”“But here you are doing it right now.”He looked back out the window, but I caught the almost-smile before it disappeared. Then, quietly, “Tonight matters more than you think.”“That’s not ominous at all.”“Just stay close to me,” he said. “Whatever happens.”I opened my mouth to ask what exactly he thought was going to happen at a charity gala full of donors and politicians, but the car was already slowing, and whatever answer he might have given me disappeared into the glow of camera flashes outside.I froze the second the door opene

  • His Dark Secret    THE GALA

    ELENA“Stop moving,” Elizabeth said, a bobby pin between her teeth. “Or, I will end you.”“You have said that four times.”“And, trust me, I meant it four times.”I stood in the middle of my room, with my arms half-raised like I was under arrest, while Elizabeth circled me with the kind of focus she usually reserved for exams. My room wasn’t built for this. The mirror on my closet door was cracked in one corner, the carpet was thin enough to feel the floorboards through it, and somewhere past the wall my aunt’s television murmured on, too loud as always.None of that mattered right now. Elizabeth had brought a bag full of pins, a curling iron, and enough determination for both of us.“Hold still,” she muttered, twisting another section of my hair. “I’m making magic happen.”“You’re making my scalp hurt.”“That’s literally the same thing. We won't make prince charming to be disappointed now, would we?”I almost laughed then caught sight of myself in the cracked mirror and stopped.The

  • His Dark Secret    THE DRESS

    ELENABy the next morning, the Founders' Gala was all anyone could talk about. Every hallway in school buzzed with excitement, screams, and of course, the chosen girls giggling about what they would do and wear."I heard the mayor is coming.""My dad said the Laurent family always donates the highest amount.""I already booked my makeup artist."I tightened my grip on my notebook and kept walking. Blackthorn had never failed to remind me that I lived in a completely different world from everyone else.Elizabeth caught up with me outside the lecture hall, waving a cream-colouredcoloured envelope up in the air."There you are!""What now?" I asked."It came." She replied, pushing the envelope into my hands with a grin.I frowned. "What is this?""Open it."The university seal was pressed into dark blue wax. My name was written neatly across the front. My stomach fluttered. I carefully broke the seal and unfolded the invitation.Miss Elena Carter,You are cordially invited to attend Black

  • His Dark Secret    THE INVITATION

    ELENABy Friday morning, I had become one of Blackthorn University's favourite topics.As Elizabeth so kindly put it, I had gone from "scholarship girl" to "scholarship girl dating the campus king.""I still think that title needs work," she said as we crossed the courtyard."I'd rather not have a title at all.""Too late." She bumped my shoulder lightly. "You're famous.""Infamous."She grinned. "Same thing."I rolled my eyes. "No, it isn't."Before she could argue, a loud chime echoed across the campus. Students immediately slowed down, some even stopped walking."What's that?" I asked.Elizabeth's eyes lit up. "Oh!""I don't like that reaction.""You will."She grabbed my wrist and practically dragged me toward the large notice board outside the administration building. A crowd had already gathered. People were whispering excitedly as they read the announcement pinned to the centre. Elizabeth pushed through until we reached the front, then I looked up.BLACKTHORN UNIVERSITYANNUAL F

  • His Dark Secret    HUNGER

    ADRIANI hated the smell of the cafeteria the moment she got in. It wasn’t because of the food; it was because of her. Elena Carter sat across me for less than twenty minutes, and somehow that was enough to make the rest of my day unbearable already. I should have ignored her or turned her away. This, I knew very much, but the moment she walked over with that hesitant expression and asked if the seat was taken, I said yes.Stupid.I closed the door to my office and loosened my tie. The room was quiet except for the ticking of the old clock on the wall. Normally, the quiet helped, but today, it didn't, all thanks to her. I could still remember the sound of her alive and steady heartbeat. I shut my eyes. “Get a hold of yoursel, goddamn it."A knock sounded on the door. Before I could answer, Marcus walked in carrying two paper cups of coffee."Oh my goodness, you look absolutely… terrible.""I feel much worse, trust me."He placed one cup on my desk. “You skipped again, didn't you?"I

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