Shadows of Betrayal

per, she moves through the room with a subtle power. Everyone's buzzing around, sewing and primping for Vito's big bash to

e from the adrenaline rush. The fabric's sublime, hugs every inch of her bodacious bod. "

day at the Moretti mansion. Vito's the rumored head honcho of the city's biggest mafia gang for

sexy dress to work the room. She exudes a raw sensuality from her

wrinkling her forehead. "Vix, you've bee

ckered in her eyes. "Just pre-party jitte

ting between her sisters. "It's...not a b

ingly. "We've got your back, whenev

rling inside her. "Thanks, Sera. It's comp

. Distinguished guests mingled in sophisticated att

gaze. "Vix, your head's in the clouds. What's really going on?

hind her poised facade. "Something feels of

ut that creep Vito? I've seen how he og

recomposed herself. "It's bigger than him. Other thin

ltered through the foliage, casting intricate shadows on the pristine paths.

led within her, a whisper of app

e. Before Vixen could react, vice-like hands muffled her startled gasp, yanking her

er unseen attacker. "Let me go! Som

y tightened, sti

eath. An open telegram lay before him, its contents jarringly out of place in the tranquil room

eyes laser-focused on the parchment,

as he grabbed a faded photo buried in the clutt

allowed by the fancy room that's supposed to be his fortress. His past

d up to the nines, scouring every inch, eyes peel

and right, "Check those bushes!" h

llways like they've got a secret map to find Vixen. "

"We gotta cover more gro

ckened the air as the search party trudged o

ain urged, an undertone of urgency in his voice as the night whisp

a guard dropped a bomb of fruitless info. "No traces," the guard grumbled, fru

crashes my party and pulls a vanishing act," he muttered to himself, sounding more

't do bad news on good days," he says, slicing through the silence. In one swift motion

ickly under Vito's stare, si

g Vixen, her disappearance turned into a spooky pu