Talon found himself ensnared in the heart of a throng. People clustered around, their cameras flashing, recording devices capturing every moment. Amidst this growing chaos, Tobias was making a valiant effort to negotiate peace, but his words faded into futility.
Out of nowhere, the woman emerged from a sleek car parked some distance away. She walked through the crowd, who instinctively parted to make way for her as if in deference or curiosity. She walked to the forefront, her eyes locking onto the two men professing to be friends of the motorcyclist now embroiled in the situation.
Every single eye pivoted to her, magnetized by her commanding presence. Her beauty was arresting, but it was her air of authority that truly captivated the crowd. She was clad in tight-fitting skinny jeans that accented her lithe figure, a plain white tee, and a sharp black blazer resting on her shoulders, exuding a blend of casual elegance and resolute determination.
