NerissaThe event was… dazzling, loud, and way too glamorous for my comfort zone.Everywhere I looked, people sparkled, literally. Sequins, diamonds, champagne bubbles. The air smelled like perfume and expensive stress. I kept my smile in place because that’s what assistants of powerful men do at high-profile events, smile, nod, and pretend they belong.Except my cheeks were starting to hurt. No, seriously. They hurt. I could feel the muscles in my face trembling from all the polite grinning. Every time someone approached Asher, I had to plaster on that same rehearsed expression, pleasant, harmless, professional.But Asher? He fit in effortlessly, of course. He moved through the crowd like he owned the place. Which, knowing him, he probably did. He shook hands, exchanged subtle smirks, whispered things that made people laugh too easily. And me? I was just the shadow in heels trying not to trip on the carpet. I wonder why he had forced me to come in the first place.At some point, he
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