The ballroom glittered, a kaleidoscope of wealth and privilege, everything Carter Baizen both craved and despised. He scanned the room, champagne flute in hand, his gaze landing on her. Y/N. A splash of color in a sea of muted elegance. She wasn't one of them, that was clear. Too bright, too earnest, a delicate flower amidst meticulously manicured shrubs.

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The Waldorf penthouse was a cathedral of excess, all crystal chandeliers and champagne towers, the air thick with the scent of expensive perfume and whispered secrets.

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