The Billionaire's Fairy Bride

d, laughed, and danced, their joy a sharp contrast to the anxiety twisting in her gut. The Blackwood event was more

tween dragons and elves. Crystal chandeliers hung overhead, casting a warm, golden glow over the elegantly dressed guests. Everywhere she looked, Aria

ure. Elves, with their elongated ears and steely grey eyes, conversed in low, melodic tones, their crimson hair a striking contrast to t

up of men dressed in dark suits. His dark hair, neatly combed back, contrasted sharply with the golden scales that shimmered at the top of his forehead-a

ention. The men he spoke with nodded deferentially, their postures stiff with respect-or perhaps fear. Damian's voice was l

he carried himself, with a confidence that bordered on arrogance. Or perhaps it was the way his eyes flicked to

sed into the crowd. He turned, and for a moment, Aria thought he would leave. But instead, h

d excitement that shot through her at his approach. The closer he came, the more she noticed the subtle signs of his dragon heri

nce was overwhelming. "Miss," he said, his

her nerves. "Of course, sir," she repl

e noise of the party faded behind them, replaced by the soft echo of their footsteps on the marbl

within. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a presence that seemed to fill the entire hallway. She had heard the stories of the Blac

an said, breaking the silence. "

just a waitress," she said softly, uns

you?" he asked, his tone challenging. "I don't think so. T

to be nothing more than a simple human. But now, standing before this man who seemed to se

lking about," she said, her

pher a puzzle. Then, after a moment, he nodded. "Ver

h caught. "A

a series of important events over the next few months. Someone who can blend in with high

moved to Aranda. But the thought of the money she could earn, enough to p

ked, trying to sound

believe you have the ability to adapt, to survive in any

ous than anything she had ever faced. But the promise of freedom, of

t for me?" she a

d," he said. "More than enough to cover any debts you might have. And you'll b

ut it was also fraught with risk. Still, the promise of freedom, of finally escaping

he said slowly

readable. "Good," he said. "We'l

to shift, turning a deep, iridescent green for just a moment, as if reflecting the fire that b

ian Blackwood that intrigued her, something that drew her in even as every instinct told her to run. Sh