Chapter Twenty FiveElla POVTwo nights ago when Rohan dropped the news about meeting his grandfather, the infamous Grand Alpha Lazi, I barely slept. My mind was already racing, strategizing, calculating exactly how I needed to present myself. A man like Lazi wasn’t one you approached recklessly. He was known for power, influence, and a taste for strong-willed women… which meant I needed to play this flawlessly.By morning, I was standing in front of the large mural in my room, Ria fussing around me like a decorative tornado.“No, no, not that one,” she muttered, swatting a hand at one of the dresses laid out. “You’re meeting the Grand Alpha. That gown is too soft. It screams that you’re shy and you’re not.”“Too much like a meek little bride?” I supplied dryly.She paused, then nodded. “Exactly.”I smirked at my reflection. “Luckily, that’s not what I’m selling.”Eventually, we reached the right one—the black gown. It hugged my curves in exactly the right places, the fabric pooling
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