CHAPTER 135 : CASSIAN VALECROFT
Eleanora entered wearing black. Not soft black. Not elegant black. Dangerous black.
The satin gown wrapped around her body like midnight poured over skin, entirely backless except for delicate diamond chains crossing her spine. The neckline remained sharp yet sophisticated while the slit along one leg revealed flashes of smooth skin every time she walked beneath the ballroom lights.
Her hair fell in dark waves tonight, slightly pinned back on one side with obsidian stones instead of diamonds. Minimal jewellery. No dramatic expression. No visible heartbreak.
Just cold beauty. The kind that looked untouchable. The kind that hurt to stare at too long.
The entire ballroom noticed her entrance almost instantly. Including Alexander. And suddenly every sound around him dulled into nothing.
