Chapter 31; PartyThe flash of cameras hit her the moment they stepped out of the car.Liora blinked hard against the blinding lights. Paparazzi shouted Damien’s name, then hers, voices overlapping in a chaotic blur. For a second the world tilted. She felt small. Out of place. The emerald green dress suddenly felt like a costume she had borrowed.This was his world. Not hers.Damien’s hand settled firmly on her lower back, warm and steady through the silk. He leaned in close, his voice low against her ear.“Hey. I’ve got you.”The touch grounded her. She leaned into it without thinking, letting his presence push back the dizziness. He guided her forward through the entrance of the luxurious hotel, past the flashing lights and into the grand ballroom.Inside, it was another level entirely. Crystal chandeliers, women in gowns that probably cost more than a year of her old rent, men who carried power like it was casual cologne. She had never imagined standing among these people. Not as o
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