The sharp clack of Dominic Blackwell’s shoes silenced the room as he entered, every step exuding power. He scanned the crowd, calculating his next move, until his gaze landed on her. Standing by the grand piano in an emerald gown, she radiated effortless confidence. Her faint, knowing smile held his attention, unsettling him in a way he hadn’t felt in years. For the first time, Dominic hesitated.
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