I didn’t belong here.

Even in the gown Alexander had chosen for me, a silky midnight blue fabric that hugged my curves in a nice way, I still felt like an imposter.

My heels pinched, my throat was dry, and every glance from the wealthy elite around me felt like a judgment.

Alexander was across the room, effortlessly commanding attention. His suit was sharp and tailored, his presence magnetic. He stood surrounded by men twice his age, yet they all leaned toward him, eager for his approval. ...