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ty gala, a highly anticipated event that drew the city's elite. The spacious ballroom was trans
n that hugged my curves in all the right places. The deep fabric accentuated my skin and brought out the warmth in
ssed in a suit. His looks sweeps over me, a look of admiration
a," William remarked, with
compliment, my cheek
m. You don't look b
before he schooled his lo
e our entrance
offered his arm, leading me towards the ballroom wh
make way for the stunning couple. The murmurs of curiosity rised through the room
as we greeted the guests. I saw the looks of envy towards my directi
gaging in small talk with the guests. But as the night wore on, a sense of restlessne
zed on the lights of the city. The cool night air brushed against my skin, sending
iles away from here, A
tanding beside me, his eyes
aking in the view. It'
looks on mine, as a thing of somethi
f in this position - a contract marriage w
despite his wealth and power, William was also bou
you, William. But we're in this together,
he looks slightly as a ghos
our support means more
ur sense of understanding and mutual respect. It was a fragile bond, but a bond nonetheless, one
William in the dimly lit ballroom. The guests had all depart
mething I need to te
my stomach, a sense of
ed William? You can
ath, his words meas
y, but I've come to realize that there's more to it that meets the eye. A
admission, a rush of emotions mo
I...I care
ur marriage, there's something
o remove, the walls of our carefully constructed façade fall
ut to each other in the darkness of the empty ballroom, our hands comes together in a silent promise, we all knew that our bond was stronger than any business arrangement could ever
mogul fall in love with