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“One follows the rules. The other who breaks them” Leah Davies is no ordinary cop—she’s a sharp, composed special forces officer with a reputation for precision. But behind that uniform and quiet strength lies something far more secretive… and a family name that most in power know better than to cross. Daniel Blackwood is the cold and enigmatic CEO of a powerful corporation, born into generational wealth and sharpened by a life lived behind glass walls and locked doors. But the man behind the tailored suits carries more than just business secrets and what he hides could burn the whole city down. Their worlds should never have crossed. Until one late night, a stray dog, and a peach drink bring them face to face. She thinks he’s suspiciously polished. He knows she’s not just a city cop. Sparks fly. Secrets stir. And beneath the quiet tension, both begin to wonder What happens when two people, trained to trust no one, start to fall for each other? ..... Scene: The Masquerade Revelation The grand ballroom shimmered beneath the glow of cascading chandeliers. Guests draped in satin and elegance sipped aged wine and whispered behind lace masks, the air heavy with music and mystery. Tonight was no ordinary gala—it was the prestigious Black & Silver Masquerade, held once a decade by the legendary Devis family. And this year, the whispers had grown louder. The heir was to be revealed. Then… the room stilled. A soft hush rippled through the crowd as a figure appeared at the top of the grand staircase. A woman. Ethereal. She moved with the grace of a midnight breeze, each step quiet yet impossible to ignore. Her gown shimmered like the night sky—deep, elegant blue stitched with threads of silver and scattered with subtle sparkles, as if the stars themselves had fallen onto her fabric. A delicate, intricately designed mask veiled the upper half of her face, framed by soft waves of raven-black hair cascading down her back. Though no one recognized her by face, the power in her presence was undeniable. Among the crowd, Daniel Blackwood stood casually with a glass of wine in hand. He appeared unfazed—until she walked in. One glance. That was all it took. His grip on the glass tightened, just slightly. “She’s here,” he murmured under his breath. His grandfather raised a brow. “Who?” But Daniel didn’t answer—his eyes were locked on her, unmoving, like he’d seen a ghost wrapped in elegance. As she descended the stairs, the crowd parted naturally, drawn by her aura. All eyes turned. Reaching the center, she approached the host of the evening—a dignified older man with striking features and proud silver hair: Elder Devis. He welcomed her with a smile that carried weight and warmth. Then, with a voice rich in authority, he addressed the ballroom. “Tonight, allow me to introduce the rightful heir of the Devis family… my granddaughter—Leah Devis.” A gasp echoed through the grand hall. With the faintest smile, Leah raised her hands and removed her mask. There she stood—calm, radiant, powerful. No longer the mystery at the top of the staircase… but a name the world could no longer ignore. Daniel’s eyes darkened with something unreadable. Amusement? Curiosity? Something more? He took a sip of wine, never looking away. As the applause swelled around her, Leah’s gaze—sharp and unshaken—drifted across the crowd, landing for a heartbeat on a certain man in black standing beneath the crystal chandeliers. Their eyes met. And for a moment, the rest of the world fell away. A smile played at the corner of her lips. Daniel tilted his head ever so slightly, intrigued. The predator had spotted another—one just as dangerous as he was.
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