Chapter 1 - The Predator's Grasp
The grand luxury gala ballroom was bathed in the warm, golden glow of towering crystal chandeliers. Hundreds of elite guests in formal wear mingled, oblivious to the nightmare unfolding near the catering doors.
Emma, a young woman in her twenties, stood frozen in her classic black and white maid uniform. Her dark hair, usually pulled back neatly, was slightly disheveled. Her eyes were bloodshot, tears streaming down her pale cheeks as she tried desperately to pull her arm away.
An older man with slick silver hair, wearing a navy blue suit jacket and a grey patterned tie, had his hand clamped like an iron vice around Emma’s forearm. He was smiling—a sickening, entitled smirk that made Emma’s stomach turn.
Standing right next to them was Vanessa, the elegant hostess of the estate. She wore a stunning dark plum one-shoulder evening gown, her dark hair styled in a flawless high bun. Massive diamond earrings sparkled as she leaned in, her face twisting into a harsh, cruel expression.
"Smile, Emma," Vanessa commanded, her voice dropping to a vicious, threatening whisper. "He's an important guest."
Emma yanked her arm again, sobbing openly now, entirely terrified.
"I told him no!" Emma cried, her voice cracking with sheer desperation.
Vanessa’s eyes narrowed into lethal slits. "You will do exactly as you are told, or you are out on the street tonight."
Suddenly, the heavy atmosphere in the room shifted. The temperature seemed to drop.
Stepping quickly from the blurred background of elegant guests into the foreground was Luca. He was a tall, heavily muscular man in his late thirties, wearing a tailored all-black suit jacket over an unbuttoned black shirt. Dark, intricate tattoos crept up his neck, disappearing beneath his collar.
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As Luca’s sharp eyes locked onto the scene, his expression shifted from casual observation into deep, terrifying anger.
👉 What will the ruthless boss do when he sees a guest putting his hands on his staff?
