4. The Strategic War Night

The upper-class social gathering was not over yet; on the contrary, as the night grew late, it became the focus of attention for the guests who came and went. Enola chose to stay at the party to get Damian’s attention again. She stood behind the sturdy iron railing of the sky lounge balcony.

The twinkling lights of the city below were enough to entertain her. The night breeze did not disturb her calm as she was preoccupied with her thoughts.

After meeting with Spark and Adrian’s family, Damian wanted to go home immediately. Still, Enola’s solitary figure on the balcony caught his attention. He took two glasses of wine before approaching Enola.

“Interesting,” Damian said softly, as if whispering to himself, as he got closer to Enola. Enola responded by glancing at him briefly. A faint smile graced her face.

“Target hit.” Enola was satisfied with the results of the strategy she had executed tonight.

“From this height, the people down there just look like small points of light, easily forgotten.” Damian’s words made Enola turn to him.

“Or maybe,” Enola replied softly, “from this height, we can see who is worth paying attention to and who is just part of the crowd.”

Their gazes locked onto each other. Enola’s eyes reflected the lights of the city. Their gazes were sharp and calculating. However, behind those gazes was a silent acknowledgment that they were both dangerous.

Damian handed Enola the wine. Before the deep red liquid touched Enola’s lips, she inhaled its aroma and then shifted her gaze to the contents of her glass.

“Pinot Noir. Sensitive but complex.” Enola guessed the type of wine in her glass and Damian’s glass. Damian raised one eyebrow in interest.

“Are you sure?” Damian wanted to test her. Enola smiled and then sipped her wine. Damian watched with intense curiosity and interest. However, without the man realizing it, Enola led him to the edge of her trap.

“Thin-skinned with a story, berries, and spices. I can even name every type of wine served in your sky lounge, Mr. Cassel. I grew up with grapevines since my parents brought me into this world.” Enola’s confession surprised Damian and earned her bonus points in his eyes.

Damian was impressed and responded with a smile of praise. He sipped his wine to taste the Pinot noir Enola had mentioned.

“Your words really make me want to believe you.” Damian still wanted to test Enola.

“Spark Winery is my life, Mr. Cassel. You may think I’m joking, but right now I’m trying to save my life. Are you doing the same thing by accepting this marriage, Mr. Cassel?” Enola began her strategic war to create a bond with Damian.

“Maybe for now, that’s all I can do. But honestly, Clarine Reginald doesn’t have any appealing qualities for me. She’s boring. “Damian’s confession made Enola smile with joy in her heart. The opportunity for her to have the king of hell by her side was becoming more and more apparent.

“ What if I became another option for your future fiancée?” Enola turned to look at Damian, waiting for his reaction. Damian laughed dismissively. Enola was a little offended, but could hide her emotions well.

“You don’t believe me? How about this? I can make you choose me before your adventure with my cousin occurs.” Enola began to raise the stakes.

Damian smirked slightly, then closed the distance between them.

“What makes me believe you?” Damian challenged Enola back.

“I have many skills, Mr. Cassel, including secrets I need to share with someone.” Enola spontaneously pulled Damian’s tuxedo lapel so that they were almost touching each other’s noses. Enola stared into Damian’s eyes, which were sharp and cold.

“I can be someone who is not boring for you. I can endure everything beside you and create a new hell for you.” Enola’s challenge surprised Damian, who was stunned by this woman’s courage. The sweet aroma of wine assaulted Damian’s sense of smell, distracting him to Enola’s lips, which were polished with pink rose lipstick.

Damian’s mind conjured up assumptions about the taste of Enola’s lips, which tempted his thoughts under the influence of the sweet aroma of wine. He thought about tasting the sweetness of Enola’s lips. However, he restrained himself with all his might to remain fully conscious.

Enola’s gray eyes seemed to pierce Damian’s black eyes and get lost. However, Enola managed to pull herself into a safe zone. She removed her hand from the edge of Damian’s tuxedo and took a small step back to create a safe distance.

“You’re too confident, Miss Spark,” Damian responded to Enola’s challenge to distract herself from the intimacy she had felt just a few seconds ago. The thought of kissing Enola still lingered, clouding his judgment.

Enola smiled as her gaze shifted to the view of the city below. Her hand slowly and gracefully swirled her wine glass.

“I know what to do when I’ve made a bet.” Enola’s certainty about her current attitude made Damian unable to take his eyes off her.

“Does that mean you’re also interested in me? Just like your cousin? Do you both feel the same way about me?” Damian waited for Enola’s answer, curious. He hoped Enola’s answer would be different.

“You’ll find out once I’ve got you by my side, Mr. Cassel.” Enola’s answer only intensified Damian’s curiosity.

“Be careful,” Damian said in a low voice. I’m not easily manipulated, Miss Spark.”

Enola looked at Damian with a challenging but gentle gaze.

“One more step, and you will be mine, but are you ready to face the consequences?” The question silenced Damian momentarily; he was lost for words, surprised again by Enola’s confidence.

Enola smiled as she turned to face Damian. The man reacted the same way she did. Enola clinked her glass against Damian’s.

“To the city lights and the precious secrets of the city lights themselves,” Enola said before passing Damian. She touched Damian’s arm to create physical tension before passing. The touch succeeded in affecting Damian, creating a more active sense of attraction within the man towards Enola.

The night continued, and laughter grew louder as bottles of high-quality wine, the main attraction of this sky lounge, were opened. Without Enola and Damian realizing it, they would need each other and destroy each other sooner or later.