The Bound Between Us

Tristan had heard through the grapevine that Anastasia and Jarod would be meeting here tonight for some business discussions, so he made sure to arrive early and wait patiently for things to unfold.

Jarod was infamous for his wandering eye, and Tristan had a devious plan. A little something extra in the drink could lead to quite the scandalous evening.

The media had already been tipped off, just waiting for his signal. By tomorrow morning, the tabloids would be buzzing with headlines about Anastasia and Jarod's little escapade. Tristan was eager to see how Anastasia would manage to stay in the good graces of the Salstrom family after this mess.

A widow, with Herman barely cold in his grave, and she'd be caught in a scandal with another man. It was enough to tarnish Anastasia's reputation permanently.

Ever since Anastasia had kicked him out of Elysian Technologies, Tristan nursed a grudge, longing for the perfect opportunity to get back at her.

And tonight, that opportunity had finally arrived.

A waitress took the packet of powder from Tristan's hand, nodding confidently, "Don't worry, Mr. Tristan. It'll be handled. Just wait for my signal."

With the powder secured, she headed off to fetch the drinks.

Drugging Anastasia was only half the plan; Tristan also needed to distract Nelson, her vigilant bodyguard.

presence made it nearly

Tristan had a trick up his

room, a drunken man, flanked by two henchmen, stumbled

trouble, taunted Nelson. When Nelson ignored him, the drunk threw a punch, and suddenly the hallway descended into

ruckus outside, Anastasia was deep in conversation with Jarod about the South Bay Project

the project, drawing from discussions she'd had with Herman. Her insights impressed Jarod, who seemed

paramedics, and the PR team scrambled to follow him

many drinks, Anastasia began feeling uneasy, a feverish

too was feeling the effects of the alcohol. Already captivated by Anastasia, the combination of booze and whatever else was in

for Anastasia's hand, eyes gleaming with desire. "Anastasia, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Stay

Jarod leaned in closer,

him away, eyes darting to the drink, her voice rising in anger. "Did you drug me, Jarod? I thought you were better than

her voice a mix of fear

felt on fire, the drug threatening