Love’s Fortune
He looked so confident, and I did my best to match his energy.
We spent the night mingling with guests, pretending like everything was fine. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that Vladimir was watching us, waiting to make his move.
And then, he did.
Vladimir approached us with that same fake smile. “Arthur, Morgan,” he said smoothly. “What a lovely evening.”
Arthur’s hand tightened around mine, but he kept his cool. “Vladimir,” he replied. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t miss it,” Vladimir said, his smile never reaching his eyes. “Events like this are where alliances are made... and where weaknesses are found.”