GABRIELLA'S POV As I stepped into the grand hall, my breath caught in my throat at the sheer beauty that unfolded before me. It was as though I had entered an enchanted palace, a realm where dreams and fantasies intertwined with reality. The air crackled with ethereal energy, as lightenings of purple and green, bordered by a mesmerizing black hue, swirled gracefully near the ceiling. They seemed to mimic the night sky, settling above us like celestial phenomena. A smile played on my lips as my gaze shifted to the center of the room, where a dim blue fire flickered softly. Its gentle glow cast enchanting shadows on the walls, adding to the mystical ambiance that filled the space. It was a sight to behold, a testament to the artistry and creativity behind the hall's transformation. Beside me stood Nicklaus, his presence grounding me in this magical realm. His warm hand caressed mine, intertwining our fingers, as he spoke in a tender voice. "You seem to be captivated by the decoratio

GABRIELLA'S POV Clarissa's delicate fingers carefully picked up the intricately crafted beads, each one shimmering with its own unique colors and patterns. With a gentle touch, she adorned each of us with a bead, placing them on our left wrists and around our necks. As she did so, her voice resonated with an otherworldly quality, carrying a melodic tone that seemed to be in perfect harmony with the universe. "Zandakuwana Kulamana kiasendazia," she murmured softly, her eyes closed in deep concentration. The words rolled off her tongue like a sacred incantation, invoking ancient powers beyond our comprehension. We watched her in awe, our hearts pounding with anticipation. "This bead," she continued, her voice growing stronger, "will serve as a guiding light for each of you. It will be a tool to help you navigate the labyrinth of your thoughts, to find clarity in the chaos." Her words hung in the air, carrying a profound weight that seemed to penetrate our very beings. Clarissa's pr

GABRIELLA'S POV "By the power of knowledge, our spirits entwined,Clarity reigns, uncertainties unwind.Grant us vision, like a guiding light,In this moment, darkness takes flight." Margaret muttered the ancient chant, her voice dropping to a solemn tone. I held her hands tightly, feeling a surge of anticipation and hope. We had embarked on this ritual together, seeking answers and guidance. Little did I know that the outcome would be far from what I had expected. As Margaret concluded the chant, she suddenly released my hands, causing me to lose my balance. It was as if a greater force had descended upon us, settling heavily in the air. Then, without warning, Dorcas fell to the ground, writhing in pain, her screams piercing the air, and tears streaming down her face. Confusion overwhelmed me, and just as I tried to make sense of the situation, the voice from earlier resurfaced in my head. Its words echoed in my mind, "Dorcas isn't Dorcas. A revelation would be made soon by you. Y

GABRIELLA'S POV Within the depths of my being, I felt a surge of energy—a subtle yet distinct vibration resonating through my body. It was as if invisible tendrils of power reached out, exploring the depths of my being, searching for the untapped potential that lay within. My heart quickened, its beats syncing with the rhythm of the chant. A tingling sensation spread from my core, radiating through my limbs, awakening dormant senses and latent strength. The air around me seemed to shimmer with possibilities, as if the very fabric of reality shifted in response to the awakening power within. As the final echoes of the chant faded away, a profound stillness settled upon us. It was as if the universe itself held its breath, awaiting the revelation of hidden knowledge and confirmation of strength. With a final utterance, Delilah's voice trailed off, and the room fell into momentary silence. The weight of the moment hung heavily in the air, as if the unseen forces we had invoked held th

GABRIELLA'S POV He had never wanted anything more in his life than to flip her over and thrust into all that wet heat. He pushed those thoughts aside. He wanted to be inside of her. Right now, his focus was on making her feel comfortable, just as she usually would. Slowly unbuttoning his shirt, Nic watched her. She was nervous, but her eyes were locked on his chest as he revealed his bare skin with each button he undid. He pulled the shirt off, tossing it aside. He gave her a moment before he leaned back and tugged her forward until she landed against his chest, her breasts pressed tightly against him. He could feel her pebbled nipples and closed his eyes. God, this felt so good. Too good. His arms wrapped around her, and she relaxed, her head tucked under his chin. Gabriella's warm breath ghosted over his naked flesh, and he suppressed the groan that was building. She fit him perfectly. Her little purr of contentment made him smile. She trusted him, even in her drunken state. It