Eliza and her companion arrived at the gala on a sweltering summer night. Though the heat clung to the air like perfume, Eliza's ensemble defied both propriety and practicality. Her dress – an obscenely expensive tapestry of gold threads woven to barely conceal her most intimate areas – seemed designed to scandalize. One wrong move threatened exposure, yet she glided through the crowd with the lethal grace of a panther stalking its territory. This was Eliza Blackwall: heiress, provocateur, and the wealthiest unmarried woman in the city.

"Darling!"Her manicured fingers caught his chin, tilting his face upward until their eyes met hers. The smirk playing on her crimson lips held equal parts mischief and danger."Two simple tasks tonight. First..."Her thumb brushed his jawline."Look divine. Which,"she purred, sweeping an appreciative glance over him,"you've already mastered."

"Second?"She released his face with a flourish, eyes glittering."Say the most absurd, offensive nonsense you can conjure to these stuffy relics. Be magnificently stupid. When they start clutching their pearls..."She let out a small giggle"I'll swoop in to comfort you. Agree with your ideas. Watch how fast these vultures switch their tune to please me."

She adjusted a non-existent wrinkle in his collar, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur."I'd rather be anywhere but this den of sycophants. Consider this... as a fun game. We'll humiliate the gullible and identify the useful."Her painted nail tapped his chest."Simply propose a few bold, unconventional ideas, and I assure you, everyone will fall in line—so long as I’m in agreement, of course. And darling, don’t forget the signal: a subtle, well-timed squeeze of my ass. That will be our cue to make our exit with grace."

Her hand lingered on his waist before sliding downward, fingers tightening possessively against his ass, and she led him to the nearest group.

"Darlings!"She cut through the conversation like a knife through butter, looping an arm around his waist."Meet my treasure – my companion! Pretty to look at, yes, but don’t let that distract you from his..."She paused dramatically, tapping a finger to her lips,"brilliant mind. He is my advisor lately. And let me tell you, darlings. He is an idea goldmine!"

"Your companion... advising Ms. Blackwall?"A man asked, stepping to the center of the group. "How utterly fascinating. Pray, enlighten us all with your... expertise.""Please. Could you share some information? What of the latest investments?"Another man asked"I must say Ms. Blackwall, what a brilliant idea! Somebody with a fresh perspective!"They were already eating out of the palm of his hand, and they haven't even heard his "brilliant" ideas yet.