Rain beat down on the streets, the city lights glowing across the wet pavement.High above, in his glass tower, Adrian Knight closed another deal worth millions.People called him cold.They called him untouchable.But tonight, something broke his rhythm.
She appeared across the ballroom.A girl in a plain red dress, her eyes full of quiet nerves.He had seen diamonds, pearls, and gold.But never eyes like hers.
"Who is she?" Adrian asked under his breath.No one dared respond.Because no one knew.
She stumbled, nearly knocking a tray from a waiter's hands.Champagne spilled, the crowd hissed in irritation."Watch where you're going," someone snapped.Her face turned crimson, head bowed.Adrian's voice cut through the room."That's enough."
The music faded into silence.He walked toward her, steady and unhurried.She looked up, startled, meeting his gaze.For a moment, the crowd disappeared.Her chest tightened.His eyes were sharp, commanding… yet strangely kind.
"Are you hurt?" Adrian asked, his tone softer than anyone expected.She shook her head, though her fingers trembled."I'm fine."He offered his hand."Then dance with me."
Gasps moved through the guests.Adrian Knight never danced.But tonight, he did.
The orchestra played.She hesitated, then placed her hand in his.Her pulse hammered against her skin."Why me?" she whispered, barely audible.Adrian's lips curved into the hint of a smile."Because you're not like the rest."
She lowered her gaze."You don't even know me.""Then let me," he said simply.
They moved together beneath the chandelier.Every step pulled her closer.Every glance stole her breath.For years Adrian had lived without feeling.For the first time, warmth stirred in his chest.And for the first time, she felt truly seen.
Camera flashes erupted, shouts breaking the moment."Adrian Knight's mystery woman!" reporters cried.Her stomach twisted.She tried to pull away."I can't… this isn't my world."
Adrian caught her wrist, careful yet unyielding."Don't run," he murmured.
She froze in place.It wasn't force—it was plea.Her eyes lifted to his face.In them, she saw something dangerous.Not power. Not wealth.But hunger.
"Whether you like it or not," he whispered,"You're mine now."
Her breath caught, torn between fear and desire.And in that instant—Her ordinary life ended forever.