Luciana's POV
Donovan’s words echoed in my mind. He was right. For all my bravado, I couldn’t survive alone. I needed allies. The thought was a bitter pill to swallow, I needed people to protect myself, though I was also scared of making people my enemies. However, they were also the ones I needed.
As the car door opened, I stepped out, my lips parting in a silent gasp. A sea of luxury vehicles: Bentleys, Rolls-Royces, Lamborghinis, glinted under the evening lights. Each one was a testament to the immense wealth gathered here. I hadn't expected such a spectacle, such a display of power. It was far more than a simple gala; it was a gathering of titans.
“I'm going in with you,” Gael said, his voice firm, ignoring my earlier instructions.
I shot him a glare. “What did I tell you?”
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