Two days later.The midnight-black Rolls-Royce came to a silent halt in front of a breathtaking masterpiece of a glass pavilion.The structure glowed under the night sky, casting a brilliant, ethereal light across the grounds.Victor stepped out, rounded the hood, and opened the door.Elara stepped out into the cool evening air.Her gown was a masterclass in a fitted piece of a daring thigh high slit, that perfectly hugged every curve of her body.According to her explicit wishes, this was to be a strictly private engagement.She stared up at the grand glass entrance, taking a centering breath to steady her nerves.As she approached, two security guards opened the double glass doors.Elara stepped inside, her breath catching slightly. The interior was even more spectacular than the outside, bathed in a warm, intimate glow.There was no crowd. No prying eyes of the high-society vultures, none of her family, and no fake smiles.There was only a single, quiet photographer standing in the
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