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Chapter 50: Eye Contact

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The Grand Ballroom of The Pierre was not a room. It was a jewel box.

It was a cavern of gold leaf, crystal chandeliers, and the kind of muffled, expensive silence that only money could buy. Two hundred of New York’s elite were milling about, a sea of tuxedos and couture gowns, sipping vintage champagne and pretending to care about the "Arts."

Aurora stood at the top of the grand staircase.

She was "Ariane Rousseau."

And tonight, she was not wearing a dress.

She was wearing the suit.

It was a ma
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Very intense, each chapter is drawn out needlessly, she’s had 5 years she needs to out her big girl pants on
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