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Aarav said and took her in the restaurant that is in Eiffel Tower only They both sat together but the whole place was empty. "Why is no one here?" Oorvi asked looking around.. "Because this part is the vip section and I have booked it all for tonight. I do not want any disturbance in our time," Aarav said When the waiter came to take orders from them Oorvi coughed loudly to suppress her moans… Aarav has turned on the Vibrator once again… " Are you ok love? "Aarav asked with fake concern

Chapter 37 The lights at Marvin's Lounge sparkled like a million captured stars, flickering against the polished gold accents of the room. Everything shimmered—glassware, chandeliers, even the manicured smiles of the guests around us. It was a space designed for royalty, and tonight, for the first time in my life, I felt a little like one. Dolly twirled next to me in her sky-blue gown, laughing as she snagged two mocktails from a passing waiter. "This place is insane! I feel like we just walked into a scene from Gossip Girl—but with better lighting."

Logan consoled her. "Alright. I'll wait for you, my son." Hope sparkled in Magnolia's eyes. As Logan settled into his seat, he surveyed the surroundings, taking in the passionate fans and marveling at the spectacle. This was what a concert by an international superstar looked like. "Rubie!" "Rubie's here!" A wave of cheers erupted from the crowd. The arena vibrated with excitement. A graceful figure appeared on stage, adorned in a wine-colored dress that accentuated her elegant curves, adorned with sparkling gemstones. It was Rubie, and she was truly stunning.

Both women paused, gazing at the menu engraved in 00glass above the bartender. “There it is,” Maya said, tapping the panel with one finger. “The drink we’ve been eyeing since the first night we arrived. ‘Moonfire Elixir.’ It’s a mix of exotic fruits, mint, and a touch of something stronger. Every review says it’s unforgettable.” Lily’s lips curved in a small smile. “And yet, we’ve never had the chance. Too busy fighting for our lives, dealing with Crescent rogues, or reading Clara’s venomous article about how weak we supposedly are.” Her voice hardened at the last words.

Some chairs were removed. In their place, a long central table was arranged— Now filled with an impressive display of fine wine. Crystal bottles gleamed under the lights. Among them were: Château Margaux 2005 Screaming Eagle Cabernet Sauvignon 2012 Romanée-Conti Grand Cru Penfolds Grange Shiraz Each one— Worth a fortune. Each one— A statement. — Then— The Grand Elder stepped forward once again. Microphone in hand. "Everyone," he said.

A night where reputations were made, alliances sealed, and secrets buried—or unearthed. Marlene stood near the grand staircase in a midnight-blue gown that hugged her like a second skin, hair swept up with diamonds glinting at her throat. Ethan was beside her, sharp in all black, his hand resting possessively at the small of her back. Ruby had come with them—pale but smiling, insisting she felt better. Dre hovered nearby, scanning the crowd like always. Across the room, the Blackwood brothers held court—Caspian cool and commanding, Thane networking, Miguel and Liam laughing with sponsors, Hans fresh off a match win and surrounded by admirers.

The drive was long and neither Drew nor I said anything to each other, it was about twenty-five minutes past five pm when we got to the destination and I saw Nicholas standing by his car and making a call. It was a five-star restaurant which has a club in it and maybe a hotel as well, we got out of the car and approached Nicholas who was walking towards us as well. Him and Drew did their bro handshake thing while he engulfed me in a big bear hug, then we all walked into the restaurant to an already reserved spot. Soon, we were given the menu to place our orders, I ordered for some baked spaghetti with paneer balls in Spanish sauce, Nicholas ordered chickpea soup, roast turkey with cranberry

Moxxi finally calmed down at that and made a call. Soon, the chauffeur entered with six bottles of Dom Perignon P3 and two bottles of Romanee-Conti. The manager had heard that those were the best champagnes and red wine, and anything else paled in comparison. Still, it was the first time he had seen those, and he was certainly shocked by Frank, Jada, and Moxxi's extravagance. Thank goodness that he had good judgment and quickly saw that those three had more money to spend than the rest.

He was only left with one more step. Monica dropped the glass of champagne gently on the glass table in front of her, stealing a glance at Sly, whose face was still buried in the magazine. As soon as Marina returned with the rings, Monica realized her mistake. The rings were perfectly crafted with gold platinum and red diamond. Even Sly's was lined with red diamonds. The three rings were a matching piece. One that was carefully designed for a loving couple.

"You simply must try the champagne, my dear. It is imported directly from the finest French vineyards. No expense spared for tonight's celebration." "How incredibly thoughtful." I accepted the crystal flute from a passing server, letting my fingers brush his wrist casually. He did not even notice the tiny listening device I slipped from his tray into my palm with practiced ease. "I do so love French bubbles. They have such delicate notes." The Silvermoon Pack house had not changed much in ten long years. Same marble floors that could blind you with their polished shine, same golden fixtures that screamed old money and established power, same portraits of dead Alphas glowering judgmentally fr