WE WERE DESTINED
Mia whooped in excitement, grabbing her wrist and dragging her toward the dance floor.
Elara let out a breathless chuckle, watching her best friend spin, sway, and dance like she owned the night. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. Maybe, for tonight, she could pretend.
Elara danced her heart out, her body swaying to the pulsing beat, her mind blissfully foggy from the alcohol. She was lost in the rhythm, letting go, until she heard a deep, velvety voice from behind.
"Alone?"
Her movements faltered. Slowly, she turned, her vision slightly blurred from her drink. But she saw him, Tall. Powerful. Devastatingly handsome man standing in front of her.
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