Betty's POV

The car slowed as it approached the concert venue, the sound of bass already blasting through the night. Lights flashed across the building exterior in shifting colours, and the crowd outside moved in restless waves. It was a bit chaotic and exciting

Ivan stepped out first and adjusted his sleeves, his expression already tight in a way that suggested he had signed up for something he regretted. He looked good anyway, casually dressed but still carrying that sharp edge ...