Author: Pavlos Nikola

Evelyn did not cast a single glance toward the trembling manager or the suddenly pale, horrified face of the arrogant socialite. The legendary icy demeanor

Preston stood entirely paralyzed, his arrogant posture crumbling into a portrait of absolute defeat as the reality of his own making crashed down upon him.

With every ounce of her remaining strength, Chloe pushed upward. The heavy silk of her emerald gown rustled like a gentle waterfall in the deafening silence

Arthur carefully wrapped the old, dusted frame in his worn woolen jacket, paying absolutely no mind to Beatrice’s trembling, pale figure as she stood frozen

The delicate crystal champagne flute slipped from Eleanor’s trembling fingers, shattering into a hundred glittering pieces on the polished hardwood floor

Clara’s hands trembled slightly, not from fear this time, but from sheer awe, as she guided Evelyn and Victoria toward the Founder’s Alcove.

Julian fell to his knees right there on the polished hardwood floor, paying absolutely no mind to his immaculate tailored suit. Elena’

Marcus completely ignored the freezing rain soaking through his tailored Italian shirt and the icy puddles seeping into his knees. He gently reached out

Arthur did not care about the freezing autumn rain soaking through his thick cashmere coat, nor did he notice the harsh city winds that whipped around them.

Julian dropped to his knees right there on the polished hardwood floor, paying absolutely no mind to his immaculate suit. With trembling fingers, he reached