Every denizen of this space bore the unmistakable aura of high society, their presence a testament to their wealth and nobility.

It was beyond question that only those of significant means or noble lineage could lay claim to an invitation to this gala.

Regrettably, Hannah couldn’t afford the luxury of savoring the splendors of the high-society soiree.

Her unwavering focus zeroed in on a distant settee.

And there he was-Bryson!

Amidst the throng, Bryson was an arresting figure, commanding attention simply through his mere presence.

He leaned casually against the settee, his countenance a portrait of serene composure, wholly oblivious to Hannah’s approach.

A gentle clinking echoed through the air as glass met tabletop, producing a crystalline note.

In hushed tones, Hannah ventured forth.

“Sir, please have a cookie.

Bryson knew well graced

and his

with gentle waves, cascaded

skirt, a mere wisp concealing the summits of her thighs, unveiled a woman’s

countenance bore a relaxed grin as he raised his glass in response to a

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his head and laid eyes upon

visage was

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he had not anticipated discovering such a caliber of woman

dispatched this

deliberately traced the contours of

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arrived unaccompanied

gathering are all exquisite; why not

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