The opulence of the grand ballroom was suffocating. Crystal chandeliers cast a dazzling glow on the elite of society, their laughter and chatter a constant hum. Ava's fingers brushed the smooth fabric of her evening gown, a silk sheath of midnight blue that clung to her form. Her eyes scanned the room, seeking out their target amidst the sea of powerful faces.
"Stay close," Liam murmured, his breath warm against her ear. His hand rested lightly on the small of her back, a steadying presence in the swirling chaos of the political gathering.
Ava nodded, her gaze fixing on a tall man with silver hair and a predatory smile. Senator Caldwell. His influence stretched far beyond the confines of this gilded cage, reaching into the very heart of Ava's business empire. She took a deep breath, steadying herself. Tonight, they would uncover his plans and the new threat he posed.
