Bound by vengeance
He places it gently on my head.
"My queen," he whispers.
Later, we return to the parking lot where the others are already waiting. Everyone is impeccable in their suits, each color reflecting their essence. I remove my gown, revealing the charcoal-black dress beneath, adorned with gemstones that catch the light hypnotically, mirroring the starry night. The fabric hugs my body perfectly, but it’s the daring neckline that draws their attention. Timmy’s gaze darkens, Huxley raises an intrigued eyebrow, Gutemberg smiles slyly, and Aaron lets out a low whistle. Vincent just smiles, as if he already knows the effect I will have.
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