ONE NIGHT WITH THE DON

of hope amid her sea of sorrow. "Come out with us, Sophie," Sarah had urge

ght felt different. Sophie's heartache had reached a crescendo, and th

cocooned in solitude for weeks. This time, she would embrace th

her bones. Her coworkers greeted her with cheers, their smiles genuine and infectious

n. She raised the glass to her lips, the liquid burning a path down her

nergy. Bodies moved in rhythm on the dance floor, laughter echoed off the walls. Th

other stranger at the edge of the bar. Their eyes locked f

e background. Words were unnecessary as they moved toge

ng solace in the transient intimacy of strangers. Sophie lost herself in the

ne below with detached interest. His eyes scanned the crowd, s

bar, surrounded by the pulsating chaos of the club.Ryan breath c

ed what he'd lost. But fate intervened in the form of a voice that

ya

th an intensity that left no room for refusal. She was beautiful, captivating in her own right, bu

continued, her words a soft melody in

gaze. Then, with a sigh he couldn't suppress, he allowed himself

rself alone once more. The stranger had vanished into the crowd

ind still buzzing from the whirlwind of the evening. Ryan, from his vantage point

dimly lit space. Without a second thought, he excused himself from Isabella's presence, his steps guided

ticipation and unspoken words. Ryan's gaze searched S

tted finally, her voice

hie's expression softened, a rare

I am interested in you.Ry

the hope of something new. In the shadowy corners of the club, two souls confronted the echoes

as used to?. Lucas replied and said yes he will only if she promised him

me," he whispered, his breath warm against Sophie's skin, "to my penthouse." The invitation hung

houghts momentarily suspended in the haze of music, the

o hold the allure of mystery, a realm where the echoes of

tion. In that fleeting moment, amidst the chaotic beauty of the club, she made a choice to follow Lucas into the unknown, t

t her actions the

after the long years o