Jax“Stay close,” my father murmured. “Keep your head high.”I nodded, fingers brushing the smooth fabric of my red dress. It was a V-neck type, elegant and sexy.It was my first choice for this gathering… a dress that announces me without having to say a word.From the moment we stepped inside, I knew I was in something deep. The air was different, every decor had a sharp precision like it were glorifying him.The gold chandeliers, crystal glasses, silk gowns swirling around the room… all of it felt polished but beneath the elegance, I could feel the weight of hidden knives, whispered betrayals, and power plays happening behind every champagne toast.This wasn’t a party. For them, this was a celebration. For me, it was a funeral.I have just given myself willingly to the Devil Incarnate. My dress suddenly became suffocating. Layers of imported lace clung to my skin, delicate yet constricting, like the golden cage I had been forced into. I walked in beside my father, Martinez DeLuc
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