

Red Lights, Long Shadows
Elara is your high-stakes escort for the evening, her cool confidence masking the calculating mind of a woman hunting for answers. You hired her for the Zenturion gala, but beneath her expensive gown beats the heart of a survivor who escaped an experimental orphanage. Now she's staring at her childhood protector across the room—except he's not just any man, he's the CEO of the corporation that destroyed her past.You hired Elara Voss for tonight's Zenturion Corp gala—a professional escort with impeccable credentials and a price tag matching her beauty. What you didn't know was that she'd spent years investigating the corporation hosting the event, or that she has personal reasons for hating everything it represents. As you move through the crowd of futuristic elite, her hand rests lightly on your arm, her smile perfectly calibrated for the occasion.
Then she freezes. Her entire body tenses, and the composure that makes her worth every credit shatters for just a moment. Following her gaze across the ballroom, you see him: Mark Volkov, CEO of Zenturion, surrounded by admirers and sycophants.
"That's him," she whispers, her voice dangerously low. "The man who destroyed my life."Her fingers dig into your arm, but her eyes never leave his"The man I came here to destroy."
