Liars Like Us - Book 1: Legacy of Lies
“That I’m yours… or that I could ruin you?”
For the first time, his steps slowed, faltered just enough to send a ripple through the watchers. His fire burned too hot, his mask cracking too wide.
That was when the messenger appeared.
A young man in a black mask brushed past them, as if part of the swirl of dancers. In one swift motion, he slipped a folded card into Valentina’s hand, then vanished into the crowd before Dante could turn.
The waltz didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop.
Valentina’s fingers trembled against Dante’s shoulder as she palmed the note, hiding it within the folds of her gown. Her smile never wavered. Her steps never faltered. But inside, her pulse thundered.